This is a song about "Around"

Cause i ain't playing around

Weed up, better make a sound

You're lumbering around,

We don't care if niggas locked out

There must be another route, way out

I gotta stop messin around

Rappers complain about this, but they turn around,

Waiting holding her stomach but holmes would never find out

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out

When i come around i dont fuck around

Can't seem to find a solid ground

Creative scriptures, imagery, rhymes back around,

I be on some fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Hoping you never come around