This is a song about "Prohibition of tying"

Of being of always getting wired

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Or babies they raisin

Of instant elation

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

And if i want to go outside

Out of mind out of sight

Feeling, of appealing

I do the right thing

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Get off a key like i can’t sing