This is a song about "Because"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Marinating because that's a hobby

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Maybe it's because i keep overlapping

Because im an original

I'm modest, and humble

Good love then i can do that for her

Because the night it's almost over

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Because we've talked before the beat

Because i gotta pay

Why i can't move away

Because this is how it was,

And i can't help but stare, cause

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Because i was what you’re missing.