This is a song about "Waitin on it"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

No patience never waitin condo in south cali no she bankin'

The former, position of a pimp

He waitin patient a mental patient

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Apartment with a wife and kid sat waitin'

Dusted it off, and moved on

That's word to my mom

Im just waitin to explode and move to the next mode

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

To take your vibe and shit on it, and spit on it

New message from mom

Cause you got it going on