This is a song about "Wishing evening"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I'm slaughtering stale, competition, i got the whole block wishing

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

I watch porn wishing i could make it

But i'm just in my room, dreaming and wishing

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Wishing i could go back

Sneak up on attack

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing

Chest heaving, against the flesh of the evening

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

All emcees wishing u to be gone