This is a song about "Not being able to reach your full potential"

He's grown to his full potential and a lil bigger in the middle.

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Killing instrumentals, sick your mental, infinite potential,

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

To skate to my full potential-

I'm mental, it's instrumental

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Getting to you like a thorn in your side, full of scorn/

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

A darkness sprang like a slinky and the devil stole your potential/

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

No roof, but that means no ceiling to contain my potential