This is a song about "About"

My tires align with the play, but the times out

To rapping about, what im about

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

So many memories, that she cries about

You're uncool like my mother kin

About your condition,

Thot it was about me all about me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Lot of things i'm getting pissed off about

Can't seem to find a solid ground

I've never been about the money, i'm never about the money

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Laughs at you and talks about

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

Or know what its about.

Exit the v wit my gun out