This is a song about "Colby gets roasted"

But thinking bout grades gets me stressed

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

It's all good, finna dog that

Your credibility's been roasted

The rhythm gets into your head.

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

While your family gets disgraced

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

But all this stress still nobody knows how bad the pain gets.

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Listen dog christmas is off this is as soft as it gets