This is a song about "Pain love wanting him back regret sorrow lust sex drugs misery and need"

Bonding over our love for drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

Life with out biggie and tupac is a life with cops actin all piggy, and rhymes all whack,

No king just someone that can influence others to follow gracefully/ and i got lust in the back/

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

And hope i don't need good drugs to relax,

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

"im mad with wanting to have you back"

Pocket racked up all big faces

Thats enough lost in lust of the love

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

Hunger is the feeling, it's like pain, but it's worse than sorrow,

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Is when i sit back and wait for the drugs to pile