This is a song about "Buts"

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

No ifs, ands or buts, don't try to ask him why or how can he

Where you welcome to problems

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Buts its funny how all my niggas always give me feedback

All my girls got buts they all the same yea i should join a cypher

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for