This is a song about "Bout it"

So i banged for a minute

Yes we bout it bout it/

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

'bout wondering why the sky's blue, and what it tastes like

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Pack it up cuz you bout to hear a rebelz yell.

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

And don’t worry bout my name, you gon know it soon enough...

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

But when asked bout their existence people said it was never

Got a condo around my neck girl, i'm cashing out

Around me would always abuse it with rappers talking bout

But tell me what does it gain, talkin' 'bout make it rain

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game