This is a song about "Are we doing this"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

When we pass the grass and know this like we know your raps are trash,

We were doing okay, we were never stackin' green,

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

People around are doing their work

I'll take her home and do her like homework

Since when have i been doing this?

And i can't help but notice

You know i'm doing this shit big.... sumo/

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though