This is a song about "Thought you was the one"

I thought i was valuable enough, i was the gem

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

You forever trapped in the illusion that you thought was hell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

I thought he was the one who said reach to succeed your greatest dreams,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Can’t you see just how long my run

Say what? you thought that i was done?

On trial for possession of some chronic

Who the fuck would've thought that one little lone mc

You said its been weeks and all you thought of was that.

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

And you should know that my very last thought was you

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

You thought this was bad this is only the gate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape