This is a song about "Prospects"

I am inclined to be complex, in a world full of failing prospects,and don't holdeazy to any contest

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

No prospects for the future

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Jobless, broke—man forget about the prospects

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

But you spittin' 'bout it when you work on your prospects

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Rough weeks, and teenagers would kill for arousing prospects,

Looked for prospects, fascinations with material objects,

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Prospects to rule the projects, process is complex