This is a song about "Tickets"

But she took it in his place

Buy some tickets in case

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Got tickets peter piper

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

I'm not a boiled dinner, im past a beginner, got so much powerball tickets i look like

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets