This is a song about "But"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But that's reality.

This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had

But i could portray a gangster but i'll never do that

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Am like wolves like battling dogs but

Rhythms to write it in, but

I know you're mad, but so what

Ebrious but hardly frail, tedious but always hail

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail