This is a song about "Wasted time"

You wasted my shit, making me write this

I'm in love with your business

Young money motherfucker we the shit

But all his painful efforts were wasted

Wasted talent now he wearing a tie

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Slow it down , that hate will get you wasted

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

I was worthless, i'd never make it, go ahead! spill that hatred

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

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

In a pair of acid wasted

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

All these years feel like they have been wasted,

I left the pages blank for all the thankless wasted days,

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face