This is a song about "Wasted love"

U wont last a day youlle get wasted,

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

And if i'm down with this banging shit

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

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

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

Uppity bitches, handling business

You wasted my shit, making me write this

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

Every alley find me wasted hung, yo i'm fairly young

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

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

In a pair of acid wasted

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

But all his painful efforts were wasted

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit