This is a song about "Direction"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

That lyrically feeling i can pull you in the right direction

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I thought inside my head, this is the wrong direction.

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

But its mistaking let me give you a correction and point you in the right direction

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Bitch looks in my direction and she says "try me"

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Work stress gives me direction

Go where you ain't been

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

You're barking in the wrong direction,

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though