This is a song about "Confuse"

Selling us our own chains. confuse our wants with our needs,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

These lines are from my mind, not others, so don't confuse it

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Some may confuse my happiness with negative traits.

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Confuse onlookers, as this crook is serving you from a jug

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup