This is a song about "Destiny or fate"

Lower than my credit score

Hopefully that will be my fate or

With a wind northwesterly whistling my destiny

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

Is it fate or is it destiny, i’m eager and impatiently

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

If my fate is twisted or i have to unwind

Or i can use tape, who's fate can i decide/

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

I was thinking "she's my destiny"

We can then appreciate our fate

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid