This is a song about "According"

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

But according to the police

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

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

The crowd's with me, all according to plan

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

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

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

And although everything is not according to scripture.