This is a song about "Do what i like"

What do i look like a fucking slut no way man that shit aint right

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

What can i do, about your fucken life, a bitch like you don't deserve to survive

No hook, fuck a hook

What i do though for good

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

Cause i write like a angry poet, that's what the demons want me to do/

It's verse two ,damn, what could i do

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

And real bitches don't respect you

I don't know what i can do

Imma do me and do what i gotta do,

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true