This is a song about "He go"

And my niggas say

He can go about his day

When he yelps that means he has to go to taco bell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Now you got me hopped up on that

Yer dont go ther hun he sure aint worth it

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

His ass'll go splat if he don't just pass over the cash

He would comfort her, when she would wanna' go cry

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

You want humour then go to he

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy