This is a song about "Actions"

For my actions i cant help but haters exuse watch me

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Without the sound of guns

Or my evasive actions?,

Im done with misbehavior its time to take responsibility for my own actions,

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

From comfort to confront the struggle which i've never been lagging with actions

The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Cant help my actions, they come natural

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

I'm focused on your actions, my mind is never absent