This is a song about "Wasted"

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

When the days slip / kids will look back on the time they had wasted

You wasted my shit, making me write this

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

I try not to obey them at anytime

Your shit's fromunda cheese, i fucking wasted my time

Minds are wasted like paper out the pocket in lines in vegas

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

So much wasted time with snorting smoking and drinking

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Didn't have it for a year so the money was wasted

I wasted breath being in tight hatred, we're wasted

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

All these years feel like they have been wasted,

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good