This is a song about "Feeling a type of way"

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

This the type of shit that make a niggah twitch

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

You must be feeling some typa way

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Some type of competition

Reading shit my critics say

U feel sum type of way,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Feeling, of appealing

Pulled a lot of doubles along the way

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe