This is a song about "Do by"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

How the fuck do you think you sound you win by luck your skills suck

I do it by spitting to the beat of a drum

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

The trees behind me don't do any better since they are all covered by sand

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Get off by default, reoffend then do it again

Let me do what i do,

Not to shit on you

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

Do you wish upon a shooting star to make it as a rapper or to be fucked by another guy,

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

She show me how she do it by herself like she autonomous/

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

Do it fast or your plane's gonna crash, smashed by the bay