Baby you want me?
Well I want you too
You can have me
If I can have you too
Come to mommy
Let me relax you
Let me comfort you
In deep thought baby
Tell me whats on your mind
Yo yo yo yo

Smoking cigarettes blow the smoke out
Cant believe the shit thats happening to me
When I need a place to tranquil meditate think about what really matter
Go and rest my head on my shawty booby
She run her fingers the new dread Im growing
Peep the way my day might have been over while Im tryna relax nigga
If you listening and you catch the picture
You might see in between my shawty legs holding a glass of liquor
And she keep rubbing my head asking me to talk to her I dont even respond
Hold my hand middle finger tickle my palm
My shawty stay relaxed she understand a nigga going through something
When Im at home I dont ever need for the fronting
My voice going Im sounding like a frog
Doing shows back to back partially why niggas reluctant to talk
They get their way when niggas start rubbing my hand massaging my back
They start confessing to all the shit I was taught
Applying what I was taught to the point of you aint right
I will slap you Im becoming your favorite rappers favorite rapper
Then it all feels like the shit was in vain but Im bringing it harder
Losing Chris Lighty and then losing my father
Im bittersweet so I promised my momma Imma become her martyr
And everyday that pass I move a little smarter
Thats why I work so hard I try expanding business a little larger

To get my son a Range and my daughter a Charger
But I feel cheated cause Chris and my father they aint right here to see it (wow son)
Well like I said cause they aint right here to see it
Despite my heart was suffered Im undefeated
I give em what they need and got em wildin til this niggas is cuckoo
We aint screaming Violator like we used to
You ask me whats on my mind baby well Imma serve you
There aint no statue of limitation when it comes to murder
You ever heard of?
Nigga like me stay on top of shit
We wont let it rest til we get to the bottom of it
Yeah and they know who Im talking to
Because they Busta Rhyme fans theyre probably not after this song is through
Well f*ck Im posed to do
When this be the shit that I be thinking when Im supposed to be honest when I talk to my boo
My shawty probably mad
Cause I aint supposed to share these conversations when we sharing moments like this out the blue
But then I got a blessing so that I can share this with yall
Because she feel the way I feel a lot of us too
In any event this the shit Im thinking
Some of the many things Ive got on my mind shawty
Thats probably why I smoke and I keep on drinking
Cause I need closure for my mind soul and my body
Good days and bad days is part of the process
Build it with my shawty escaping the nonsense
And though I continue to keep it honest thorough process is complex
Keep your balance and focus on progress
That be the concepts
Despite the freights internally four
Those who were there for daddy thanks for your support
And when my long term thinking see these terms these niggas thinking on is short
They hate when I spot em now they throwing me salt
Thats how my mind travel like Im in a Caribbean resort
Pondering on shit when Im in deep thought