This is a song about "Buts"

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Buts its funny how all my niggas always give me feedback

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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