This is a song about "Every which way"

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

Tell me im perfect in every way, and i live every word that i say

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Into the ground every day in every way, i'mma bash ém

Which is the core for jealousy which lies beneath

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy

Either which way you leaving my bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Itself in every form and shape and way,

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Spittin every which way what can you say,

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray