This is a song about "Ain t worried bout nothing"

Never gave a fuck, ain't nothing bout me changed

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

Ya know nothing bout me

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I don't really care about it, so, i ain't worried

Nowadays i reminisce on when all i worried bout was grades/

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Your worried i'm tearing myself apart

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

Ya'll so worried whether i can say the n word

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

3 in the morning worried you have a noose