This is a song about "U have no goals"

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Climbin a mountain to my life goals/

& no one'll understand the words that you're u u uttering uttering.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

I love u so much i guess u have other plans

No....u cant handle these weapons!

Without the sound of guns

If u had just told me nothing would have gone right but u took

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Now you have your goals, and a deadline