This is a song about "Do better"

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Cuz i got better things to do then rap with you, got my own path

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Keep on punching, and do better than anyone can do

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

I do it better with not 3, not 2, but all alone

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Watch me enter whatever u do i do it better

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Better things to do/ then live in the sinister shadow of man who hurt you

That nigga that feed you you better watch watch what he do

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

Then he start to click, he better do it quick

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Ill just do it better

Girl, what you grabbing cash for