This is a song about "Doing me"

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

So what would stop me from copying his ways and doing the same

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Mic me up and invite me into your home, you're doing the right thing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Which to me looks like your doing more gaming, then rhyming,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

People doing crazy little pranks on me

I'm doing this for me, myself, and i, fags,

We getting money, you can face the facts

Now i can draw your face up pretty

But imma keep on doing me

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Let me tell you now i sound like i'm doing speed

You been doing this cause you got me here feeling so dang helpless,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love