This is a song about "We are like a guitar solo"

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Like the only lessons we get are these sessions from depressed adolescents.

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

But if we are together again lets make a love pool

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

They claim it as their own, africa

We are see it right , dissing a

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Show up solo to the action like what the fuck is cracking

What are we to do when our days are in a deep grey?

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday