This is a song about "Deep thinking"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Wandering dreaming constantly thinking

What this bitch is thinking

I do the right thing

Why not me the same thing

Like what was you thinking

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

You got get deep, deep down inside

What the fuck were you thinking?

But i ain't listening

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

I used to have a nine to five

Lay em to rest, 6 feet deep

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

But he don't rule a thing

Couldn't keep sleeping, but kept thinking.