This is a song about "Giving the people what they want"

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Some people keep their heads held high,but we know its lie, inside they want to

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

Dc, man over money

Here's what they want from me

I often wonder what other people see when they look at me

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I look at others and wonder what they want,

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Telling all the people what they need to do so they can live

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

I see people wondering what the hells happening

You know that love is a very serious thing