This is a song about "Doing it by ur self"

Fuck it man doing shit my way

I was gonna write you a poem today

So listen you deserve it why you're doing, do

Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Is it for the best or is it doing more harm?

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Desperate to search for rhymes, but it seems ur clueless.

Ross and folarin, couple women

Self call it heroism

Walk that body, talk that body

It don't matter. i'm doing me.

What the fuck is up what it is how you doing

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing