This is a song about "Deal with the world"

No deal if i feel like they work with the feds

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Seems i'd rather pace it then deal with the pain,

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Signed a deal, four years, with the devil's sport

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

I have to deal with bullshit everyday, what the future holds,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

While trying to deal with life and the changes in the seasons.

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

All the bullshit ive been having to deal with ive had it

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

The world just what i'm working with

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Had to deal with all the issues