This is a song about "How to care"

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I don't care how your fuken name is written or even how it's spelling.

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

I don't care how old she is, i'm cool with fucking old whores

So here i am at the store for some chips

Everybody starts to care when #it happens.

I used to care what people thought

Tell me anything you want

Why even bother to pretend that you care,

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

To even care that i'm fading away/

It's how we put it there

Too much money to care

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

To think or care about the rest of mankind