This is a song about "Deeds"

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

I hope hes forgivable, my deeds left me shivering cold.

Dick dastardly deeds destroying the neighborhood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Can barely walk the city streets

Then quickly people start activate reactions through words , thoughts, and deeds

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

Good deeds count for nothing and there's more to life than fucking,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Good deeds are the seeds of a beautiful flower/

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Never is my repenting equal to the actions of resentful deeds done

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

So you got three feet on me, i do hating deeds