This is a song about "Fam chillen and doing my thing"

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Cause fucking imagination is my thing,

I'm just doing my thing, trying to think of the perfect rhyme/

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Your crew and fam won't have

Rapping is a healthy alternative from taking my razor and doing this world a favor,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

And witness the entire n.w.a. thing

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

I rather give you my last to see you live again

I'm just doing my thing, it's all in my last name/

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I'm constantly providing for my fam and i'm earning checks,