This is a song about "Wait"

Or somthing and wait to die

No more will we cry

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Wait what? yeah i said that

Whether teddy or pat

And real bitches don't respect you

Wait, they killed her? well, who?

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

But wait a minute, i thought it was all my fault, i'm not aboutta wait.

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Fury freights work of hate onto jury's wait

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Head rush, dick hard, i cannot wait

But wait now that i think,

Beach on the weekend