This is a song about "Do not disturb"

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

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Lord i'm not going to try to understand anything you do.

And it begins to phase him more each day

Dont fear them, do not walk away,

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Not everything we do makes sense when we do em/

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

Do not test my democracy or my speciality

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

Not the way that they do it,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

While i'm here screaming do not disturb

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world