This is a song about "Don t worry about what im doing"

Theres times when i have no idea what the fuck im doing

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

It's tomorrow they should worry about not yesterday,

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Half of the time i dont even know what im doing

There must be another route, way out

To rapping about, what im about

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

You don't worry about them bitches you just doing what they'd like too

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

We in the mob im the don,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john