This is a song about "Doing what it takes"

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

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

I'm not degrading my crusade what i do takes skill,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Yeah hey maybe one day you will make it to the big stage doing what you

This skill don't come so easily, you gotta have what it takes

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

Untie that noose, put down the booze. whatever it takes.

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

(not really sure what im doing)

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing