This is a song about "Doesnt matter"

It dont say it doesnt count if you recite it in bars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Shes the only girl who doesnt give me shit,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

It doesnt seem to be one his plans or plots

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Only god can judge me doesnt that sound familiar,

And those scores don't matter.

Poke out from behind her

??? ??? ?? with the feeling right

My niggas doesnt like your type,