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

I'm at the top of the game in my mind

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Swallowed when you wallow in the sorrow of tomorrow

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

Must be something you want me to see

Cause its obvious my mind lack clarity

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

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

From the womb, my newborn child

The thought of you never leaves my mind,

So kicking backs the only place i'll find my peace of mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

The power of knowledge threatens, im educated with weapons

Lost in the lack of appropriate answers to my many simple questions,

The lack of respect that this man,

Can you picture my specific plan