This is a song about "I didn t ask"

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

They ask me why i praise like that

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

They ask me what i do for

Then the world ain't no trick no more

I got everything i could ever ask for

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

If i cared would i ask?

I’m coming back like light-skin and

They ask me what i do it for

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t