This is a song about "Doing"

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Hey how you doing, im doing fine

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

Not only had the fiend died

Doing every day things, at night

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Doing this behind her back

The door crack, niggas all black

If you ever feel alone and

Aint doing time for a plant

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

I'm doing this shit alone

That he dont even own