This is a song about "Raping away wishing the millions would come my way"

No wonder why when times get hard

But the truth is i come from way beyond/

And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone

Never thought it would end the way it did

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Crimes risen in to the millions,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Wishing my problems away, wiping what might causes the pain

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

I don't know, obviously i disappear

With a girl im only wishing would be here

Won't stop stealin pride till my ego's worth millions

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Only way i can make my wishes come true

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you