This is a song about "Dos and don t"

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

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

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Super chill, some call me t-frozen, and if theres weed around i gotta

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

I'm don juan in this and when i've done won and shit

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers