This is a song about "How are you doing"

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

But, i plead you can see things are not how you perceive

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

I'm going to start with how are you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Hey how you doing, im doing fine

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How are you gonna diss me, you literally have zero props

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Both are right it only matters how hard you try