This is a song about "Being polite"

Rip to my dad and my cuz,im just a very polite thug,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

After that moscato hit

Fuck being counterfeit

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Acted like a tough guy now your so polite.

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Mary is a polite girl, she rarely ever peeps,

And polite, so how you?

I'm tryna learn somethin new

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

So fuck ross's apology stop being polite

I'm not polite, but i recite words of delight

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it