This is a song about "You gotta have hope"

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

Gotta have more time, no rhyme or reason

You gotta' do what you gotta' do

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

You have no hope in this battle, you're schemes are too basic

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

And i hope you told him

Hmmm where should i begin

Money in the bank gotta have

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Than you gotta have a handle on your arse to take

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

When you're eating free lunch, people have the hope you lack,