This is a song about "Not here"

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

See i've been myself lately, i'm not here to talk a lot of sob,

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

About something to remember, even though my baby girls not here.

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life

While i'm here screaming do not disturb

My shirt, purple label my shirt

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

Okay so i'm not trying to make you cry so i'm going to end it here.

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

But im not, just sat here fiddling with my dick

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

You don't know about hamlet? well i'm not here to judge,