This is a song about "Wastes"

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

It drives you, makes you way insane, 'till life just wastes away,

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

So much damn potential, but wastes it on saying "i am special"

I wander the wastes of an old chart,

And my bank account look just like a phone card