This is a song about "Wasted love"

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

My pages are blank, now i realized i’ve that wasted my days,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

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

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

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Wasted talent now he wearing a tie

Get the zippo and spark the shit

U wont last a day youlle get wasted,

My rap gun shoots no wasted ammunition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

Uh-uhhh! "so why's your face red? man you wasted!"