This is a song about "All im tryna do"

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Took your time tryna figure it all out.

Im tryna get on the cover of rolling stones,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

Im just tryna kneal mines so screw accent

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I guess im tryna say that im heartless

So stop tryna be slim you will never be him acting all

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Im just a kid tryna move out the hood

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

With love devine im saved, now all i have to do is

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Tryna come up with words and im cummin at their throats,