This is a song about "I dont do the naughty"

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

I dont know what to do, so please, give me some help.

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Why do people have to be so naughty

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Why did i do it i dont know my stomachs churning.

I call em up, they might fall through

What the fuck do i do

I dont even spit game , all i do is speak

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

The cops dont do nothin because they crooked too

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Cheese/ fuck the paypa , ill do my time , your money i dont need / so when

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

I dont know how i do it, but its everyday,