This is a song about "Taking things for granted"

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

For things they would rob for, pickin' pockets in the projects,

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

So many things i gotta leave behind when taking control,

Your destiny is a recipe for better things

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Riding around without a fuck given

Taking jumpshot and for the win.

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

You're taking life for granted well i'm just being candid

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

Strive for the things that ive never had,

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that