This is a song about "Wanting independance"

Wanting to battle me? you must be stupid

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

Just wanting to runaway, and to at least win that race

I be wanting your kiss

Cuz ignorance is bliss

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

For not wanting you back, this is when your dick-sucking spree ends/

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

Wanting to be somebody with a 4 figure salary n' getting paid hourly.

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee