This is a song about "Around it"

Naw i'm done fuckin' around, i'll put it down

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Steady shouting fuck basic and all that revolves around it

Human's aren't invincible, it always comes around

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

Don't fuck around and it hurt but that's reality it's true

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

Around me would always abuse it with rappers talking bout

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Turned around, and then start erasing the lames with it

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Or keep small it around four

That's just the beginning of war