This is a song about "The one that got away"

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

The air that consumed me has all but vanished and hid away

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

Hopin' that my niggas see

Bitch, i might make you my baby

The one girl that loved me

The judgment day away is growing closer, on that dreaded noon,

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

That lambo you got , i hope one day you crash,

One fucking date, that was all i fuckin got

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

And shots at the niggas that got away

And talking shit we gon' party all day

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I got those scars in my wrist that no one could see.