This is a song about "Doing bad thinge"

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

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

I don't know exactly what i'm doing,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

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

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

Doing nothing over the weekend

Your new man got my respect

Doing every day things, at night

And you're, approaching me right

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

I heard you made some bad decisions doing waa other dudes do

He's the one doing his stuff

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Doing nothing now that’s a crime

My gold rollie tell time