This is a song about "Habits"

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

He mastered the habits of rappin passin em on with passion

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

But that's just the shit for me to release my habits

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Restricted by your habits, your family definitely can't have it

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Restricted by your habits, your family definitely can't have it

You see its one of my habits

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Its like day n nite, malice in my habits

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

And your crime rate is too high because people have bad habits,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Sleeping habits adapted to the moon's orbit