This is a song about "Stuck on zero"

Stuck in detained submission, on this earth we were given

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Not just gassing up on e stuck at a truck stop bitch,i don't do this for profit

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Stuck on point like a dart throw

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Stuck on a desert road deserted and famished

Plus i feel like i'm on stuck in this battlin mode

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Keepin' an eye stuck on that so it won't dry up like an ancho