This is a song about "Do yo damn"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I was born to do the damn thing

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

I'd do anything for you, i just damn near sold my soul,

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Yo girl wanna do me, even on her period.

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Damn, it's real, it prevails, yo it ain't hard to tell

I don't know why i'm even on this track

4 kids later damn how you do that

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

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

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I be chillin' and i'm spillin' when i'm hittin' the do', marijuana blazer, yo

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

Just put yo middle fingers up and show what you can do