This is a song about "Exclamation points"

I get my points across and say shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Ive been in points in my life, where i dont whats right,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

But fuck it i did an empathy test and only scored 5 points,

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Let's duck away for a moment, from the points that i made

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I go hard every time making points like a cactus,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Cheated three times and added up points to her kill spree

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby