This is a song about "Except"

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

They hit me with everything except the kitchen sink

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Except that you wrote 90 percent of it.

Except wit no title

Ok just listen up a little

What's left except drinkin', doin' drugs to drown your sorrow,

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Except in this world no one has enemies because everyone gets along

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long