This is a song about "All things are working for my good"

"good choice dude will that be all for you?"

I'm after you bringing traffic through

But in the scheme of things, my problems are nothing

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Working for an nonpaying business.

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

For those precious things i am truly thankful for all i have.

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

All the good things do come to an end

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I'm looking over all the things we take for granted,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

You ain’t been around shit but your momma and your bitch

They are all good like the best bowl of porridge.

Former things are passed away i believe in all of these words for it to come

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system