This is a song about "Concerned"

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

She's just trying to raise me, concerned with my well-being,

Concerned for our safety

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My whole family was concerned of the music i had learned

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Malcontents in the middle more concerned with the malice

The current so concerned with currency

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

God's word exist on this earth and its got me kinda concerned like, when did

Am i sick ?cause i'm addicted to get spliftedwatch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted