This is a song about "Doing something"

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

People around are doing their work

Go pop some pills or something

You should be running

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Weak stomach, i need something

Don't want to be the king

(not really sure what im doing)

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

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

Hey how you doing, im doing fine

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time