This is a song about "Do you think your pro"

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

I've got no fucking energy why do you think i want cocaine?

How do you think that sounds when they turn on and listen,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

I'll never forget, never forget the night

You'd be all pro if your profession was dyke

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

About shit you never want to think about but you do

I'm a pro rapper, you battled once

Or closed casket for our troubles

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Who the fuck do you think you are? (maybe echoed)

Do you think you could ever be similar to me,

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy