This is a song about "You were mines but its taking to long for a answer"

Antiquarian, but scarier, you taking me for a mug

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

But we need to stop taking a shower just to stand

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Fifteen minutes is a little too long for me to stay,

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

I couldn't give you a straight answer but i could tell you one thing...