This is a song about "Doubts"

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

No doubts that my team'll murk the rest,beat & serve the pests

Whats wrong is right, they have no doubts

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Thinkin we had no doubts

My garage full of cars that bounce

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Becoming one of the best is one of my doubts in life

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Holding those same doubts, asking god why.

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds