This is a song about "Consequences"

Consequences of my charming chatter up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Now i’m at an age where i can understand the consequences

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

We came to this world with knowing our consequences

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Then the consequences, she best deal with it,

No thoughts of consequences with no concsience he

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Forget about the consequences, i really just needed to see my princess

"make a fool of me" upon uttering a threat in attempt to self defense

Double m self made we forever rich

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch

Learn responsibilities and consequences,

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love