This is a song about "Waiting for the race while it is could"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Blinding me and keeping me up, no nights to sleep, for success is waiting

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

While it is not perfect, its good for 1v1, but thats not what im lookin for

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

For you while you are on the couch, trying to rate it

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Prepare for the rudeness motheruckers didn't think i could do it!

Waiting for it to end

Niggas in the street scared

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Looking up, waiting for the right sign

Waiting for the seasons to weaken it seems like a good idea

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh