This is a song about "Waiting for the time"

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Patient in the basement, waiting for your arrival.

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Waiting only for the occasion

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Just waiting for my time, just waiting for my reign

Book close by to pass the time while waiting for that flex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

But they added fuel to the fire waiting for the flaming/

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Ropes hangin' from the ceiling waiting for me to hang myself

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check