This is a song about "Praying and wishing they were alive"

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

And they were right, truth is i was still a virgin

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

You said her raps were consistent and they just seem to correspond

People knew i will survive they were astonished that i am alive

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

And they thought drugs were killing the youth (ha, ha, ha, ha)

People continuously tell us they keep praying for us,

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

Why they had to kill 40 ima keep him alive

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Mobb deep, biggie, pac, and shady were the best alive,

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice