This is a song about "Wanting to be baby kaely"

Wanting to hit her so hard and make her arms go slack

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

By these corporate executives wanting to hate the hardest,

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

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

Knb/k.barksdale- due to wanting to be friends with me so bad,but has a split personality to diss me

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

Wanting to blow up, for nothing to remain

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

I got to be your baby

But i think i like that, just maybe

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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