This is a song about "For sure"

I knew for sure that my father was going to hell.

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

But one things for sure, you're next in line!

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

For sure, you were made special at birth.

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I knew for sure, that's the person that i'd always miss.

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

The failure of last year sure spelled the doom for me

Chorus: kick you in the jaw cause your a bitch for sure/

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour