This is a song about "According"

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

According to y’all just the sight of me’s odd is it?

But according to the police

Can barely walk the city streets

The crowd's with me, all according to plan

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

According to statistics i'll fuck you up worse than jeffery dahmer with a sharp thermometer

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

And although everything is not according to scripture.

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

According to these snakes who run up on me, who you messin' with?

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches