This is a song about "Not being ready"

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

You just working with the scraps you was given

I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (fuck that!)

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

There's no stopping a being so ready, the opportunity comes and the opposition

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Well you think we're not ready but we're ready for that

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Being so ready, the opportunity comes and the opposition is unsteady. stay

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

//sick of these topics not being discussed