This is a song about "Doing things"

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

You redundant, you never ever change

That going through some things

That was my influence

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Realising that world leans on things

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

(not really sure what im doing)

Why not me the same thing

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Hindsight, dimes and fame, expensive things/

I would do awful awful things

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings