This is a song about "You"

You expect me to respect you?

Cause when i make this stew

Man fuck this shit

You know you wanna quit

I'm tryna learn somethin new

See you, touch you, hear you

It's really not an issue

Girl you know i want you

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

Whether you wrong or you right

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

When you see me you begin you hibernation.

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end