This is a song about "Don t even make sense"

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

I don't need your two cents, 'cause you make no sense.

The shit u say doesnt make sense

Wish i could shed all these tears

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Maybe in his vison, morals wouldn't make any sense.

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

Pay you to talk yet you make no fucking sense

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy