This is a song about "Do this"

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

I'm gonna fight this like i should do,

Wishin i can do this daily

I’m tryna be low key

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

I do this at my leisure

Why do i put up this fight, why do i still write

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

To get to this guap, do what i gotta do

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Do you capish all this?

I just light up and focus

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Baby do you dare to do this

They vaguely decipher my language

Do this shit on all my own, bitch