This is a song about "Things ending with at"

Expecting things to go they way while sitting with they feet up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Enhancing things randomly like connections with my family

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I sit alone discussing things with my evil twin,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Talented at many things guess i was molded well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

Doing every day things, at night

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

With chilled feet i just grinned and started to key things

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

But one day, will find, like all things, will come with time