This is a song about "Do the"

And the kinda shit you use to do,

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

Nor all the things you do.

And no nigga gon love you

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

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

Do the math, get the sum

Most of them niggas dumb

Singing my life with his words

I do it for the birds

You good man, we don't want you

What the fuck do i do

Maybe someone will do the stitchin'

I know that love it could begin

My sleepin' pills though, shit man do they do the trick

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick