This is a song about "Heck of it"

Then put it into sex drive

It´s the battle of life

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Cuz none of it really matters

My word, i'm a man of it...

You ain't gon find that

Heck, his body turned to a speck

Cutting me this worthless check

You want my fame, heck no

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Thats the point of art isnt it?

About some tyga beef shit

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

You had a lot of happiness but always wanted more of it

Incompetent ain't the half of it

Me and you just need to talk a bit