This is a song about "Do the gear"

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

I stepped up my game, and went up a gear

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And i've been thinking bout you

What the fuck do i do

But my brother got a year

Fast lane on that last gear,

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

It's slight blemishes and life system

Do the math, get the sum

"what the hell am i suppose to do"

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new