This is a song about "Changing"

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

Your personalities been changing, your always shaking.

Ripples wake, changing fates,

One verse is all it takes

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

I am a redetermined, project changing from a pothead, to a blockhead,

Changing us but it’s not a fucking game

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

I'm pacing back and forth my heart rate is changing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

You keep changing your rap name like you're renewing your bars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

I'm going harder, and changing my pace

This is no trial, this a closed case

You need your nappy changing, man

Andy samberg: oh dang