This is a song about "Not being there"

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Guess i cant be me or not being me

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I must not fear being insane

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

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

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

Three town homes in delaware

My best friend who's not there

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

You can end this verse premature

Well there is not much to endure

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel