This is a song about "Doesnt matter"

My niggas doesnt like your type,

Wino might find yo' sight

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

It doesnt matter how hard you try, herdz ull always die.

Or my parade for that matter

You told me god was the answer

And those scores don't matter.

And that i spent the night with her

Realitys a nightmare an life doesnt seem fare its becoming a scare,

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Just cause you say its alright doesnt mean its alright

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Years for that matter, but no matter the matter