This is a song about "Wasnt ready"

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

I wished on a star that shit wasnt hard

You shook my world and it felt apart

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

And just so you know,9/11 wasnt a coincidence

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

But i guess you think that i wasnt gunna find out

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Keep a barrage of guns ready

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

16 years old taking care of child that wasnt my own,

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

I told her she wasnt worth the dollar i spent to fuck

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

Cause my daddy wasnt round, nigga dropped a dime