This is a song about "Be a pro"

I know your man ain't lovin you right

You'd be all pro if your profession was dyke

Imma fucking pro, nigga, i stay composed

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

I thought i was pro with my clever lines

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

That i took the stage to give'em a show,gave them a show like a pro

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

I'm doing this shit quid pro quo like a charity throw.

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Bitches wanna play games with a pro

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Too a quick morsel/slick with the writs also/you a rookie me im all pro/

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though