This is a song about "Not wanting to write a song"

Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Wanting to run away and hide

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

Knb/k.barksdale- due to wanting to be friends with me so bad,but has a split personality to diss me

Wanting to stab a couple bully's in thier eyes with a number 2 pencil,

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Wanting to be somebody with a 4 figure salary n' getting paid hourly.

Fuck it move on, i've been long gone, still sit n write a song,

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

She'd be moaning all night long while you write a new song

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone