This is a song about "Wanting someone"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

By these corporate executives wanting to hate the hardest,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Just someone totally motherfucking crazy.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

Wanting to battle me? you must be stupid

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Wanting to run away and hide

"im mad with wanting to have you back"

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Wanting to run away from reality to the abdominal cavity