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

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Publicity my enemy and the one thing i really need

And in the lack of my answers i am left with but one thing,

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Thats what my dad was doing

I've dislocated my fucking brain and it's doing fine without me

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Money got my fam going back words