This is a song about "Wish lost"

Nigga you wish you know me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

And maybe cupid won't miss

Nah but i fucking wish

And inside they think rap's soft

Because i am so lost,

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

All you need is your passport

Wish that i could be allowed

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

That is my wish, my fantasy.

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

You told me to get lost