This is a song about "Care"

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

It hurts but you know i dont care,

Don't you leave a seed in there

I'm sprung and i don't care

Right, now you say you don't care

Says money in the air

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Escapin foster care.

U got all them drums in there

Too much money to care

I said hey, you right there

Scream enough, and this bitch just doesn't care.

When the depth chart came, there was no me there