This is a song about "The lack of ingenuity when sorrow fills my mind"

The lack of respect that this man,

Can you picture my specific plan

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

It wasn't the lack of my abstinence dammit!

In the back of my mind

You can search but you'll never find

For that paper, i'mma grind

The thought of you never leaves my mind,

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

When you're eating free lunch, people have the hope you lack,

I'm tired of missing the skills that i lack.

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Like i display, from the depths of my mind