This is a song about "Wasted my time on a bitch"

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Take the time i wasted helping you out on you

What is a relationship but a wasted trip on a plated ship

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Rebounding on my mind a madness in due time

I'm doing shit i never might of did

My brain's already wasted

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Now it's time to let you in on why this guy's such a bitch

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

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

All ima need is a nice bitch sittin on my lap

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

My lyrics are a toxin, its quite rotten but bitch i'm a spartan rollin on dubs like a

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga