This is a song about "Waitin on it"

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Waitin to blow, oh no there ain't no fuckin light in sight

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

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

Pay dues like a hair salon

Turn it over, now i'm on,

He waitin patient a mental patient

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Still sick, real shit

Hold on,let me watch it

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

Won't stop, days of debatin', but they've been patiently waitin',

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

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