This is a song about "Anyways"

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

It's not their choice anyways?/ but they find a way to say no

Your rap lines are artificial anyways- shasta

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Lookin' for these better days

Yo gonna loose and fail anyways

It's not their choice anyways?/ but they find a way to say no

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Anyways, in a family of 4 he chose me

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Are laying out in front of me, but anyways, we're roses grown,

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

But anyways, i ain't hear to make you sob, tell you stories,