This is a song about "Composure"

Of impactful things one can ask for

Whatever we under, keep composure/

So when the cops came asking, i know not to say shit, keep my composure,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Its eatin me alive im slowly losin my composure

Never hate on no one, your blessing’s getting closer

Keep on blowing doja, never blow my composure

So when the cops came asking,i know not to say shit,keep my composure

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

That's too many problems, too late to think over

Destroying your own emotions showing no composure,

Bitch i'm from the motor, motor

But i lost my composure