This is a song about "I been thinking"

Thinking i should test it, then thinking i’m a fool

Incoming callplus this my homie from high school

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

I ain’t ashamed, i can still tame, thinking of fame

Now i've been stabbed in the back and they hate thinking i'm trashy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The door crack, niggas all black

Thinking of ways i might fight back

And i know - there'll never be peace

Thinking i can't rap nah bitch please

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I'm done with thinking, i need more fixing

Feeling my emotions thinking i can see them

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

I been thinking about just tighning the rope,

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote