This is a song about "I dont think so"

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

Said i don't got scotch so my bars dont stick

And even if i'm broke, dog

I dont smoke so i let the tree talk

But they dont so i wont so im still selling yell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

So i started being a dick dont ask for help or advice

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

Why the fuck it so cold, fuck it i dont wanna budge

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

In my own group, i ball so hard the they dont think but know im kobe, im drainin every hoop,

Who the fuck want it with,me yeah i didnt think so,i dont write with a pen

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

Cuz i spit sick shit so quick like slick rick, i dont care what you think,