This is a song about "Fucking with the dopey"

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Think i'm fucking kidding 'round, killing kids with the sentences,

An now she twenty with a kid an she fucking with the #fingers

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

She was the first chick who i wanted to be with more than just be fucking

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I've been fucking fronting with you since i kicked open the damn door.

We ain't fucking with ya'll you'll be the last niggas i call

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

With anything you need, i'm young k to the fucking scene.

Your developmental league don’t see a team

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

With sicker syllables that go so high and touch the fucking sky

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Fucking with the wrong psycho, make eminem look sane