This is a song about "For reals doe"

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

When we break down the doe

Call me whatever joe

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

They got somethin’ to die for but just nothin’ to work for,

Go where you ain't been

Looking for reception

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Always go for more never go for less

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

Fuck a freestyle, i ain't frisco, even though i still get doe, we all drown,

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

49. for a reason for treason,

I hit your block and we can box for fun