This is a song about "Wait a second hear that"

I was gonna write you a poem today

And the future's a second away

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Build a fire inside, i can hear that shit igniting/

The second half beckons i'll just pretend its noah's son, oh wait.

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Best be prepared for the outlaws

Wait a second; put this on pause.

Whether teddy or pat

Wait let me refrain that,

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Oh wait that aint right im not a guy

Walking up the street, hear a whistle. brrr! that ain't nice.

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Even when these drug lords hear, they'll take that as a myth//