This is a song about "I get bitches to do shit for me"

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

If i have to do it for him to get the message let it be

I ain't happy with the score

They ask me what i do for

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Even get it but forget it i do this shit for college credit and when i get my

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Do i get a free bee? to jump, come with me?

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I can't let go of her, she means too much to me to do that shit

Find me stuntin for the bitches

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

I don't do it for others i just do it for me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city