This is a song about "Doing"

Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Thats what my dad was doing

Doctor said i was fine

Doing nothing now that’s a crime

My shirt, purple label my shirt

People around are doing their work

And my only fear's a wedding ring

C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing

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

You see i promised that i'd never change

I’m way harder than the concrete

Im doing this on a beat

I'm doing this shit alone

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone