This is a song about "Do the dee"

Singing my life with his words

I do it for the birds

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

We do for the kids, we do it for our biz

Nor all the things you do.

And real bitches don't respect you

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

What the fuck do you do when your mother's crying?

You gotta do the necessary paperwork

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Man shut the fuck up, and let me do what i do

And the kinda shit you use to do,

That means two, between me and you