This is a song about "Not done yet"

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

I haven't met another one like her, not quite yet.

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

They all see my life from a childish position

You thought i was done i'm not finished pimpin'

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I'm not in my prime yet and you witnessing history

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Not yet at least but ‘til i’m off the leash

I ain't pulled the trigger yet, we ain't fucking done.

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Things i've done,learned and yet to know would lead me through the way i go

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow