This is a song about "Don t know what to say"

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

Tell me how can we live this way

And starts to take over what they say

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

Fuck what the haters have to say

I make forty-some dollars a day

Keep chatting me up but i don't know what to say

Then some lady named billie holiday

I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers

I dont know what to say/ they askin for features

I need money in a major way

Here's what i have to say