This is a song about "Does"

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

In yourself cause nobody else does,

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

Creepy carnival, does that ring a bell?

No more does he exist, all are missing,

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

You can search but you'll never find

But how does one escape his own mind?

I like my girls smart, skinny

Even if it does smell fishy

What does government have deal with that

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

And they all mint condition

Now were does the sin begin