This is a song about "I got my shit together"

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Packed together like my sister's smokes,

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

But then shit got worse i got colder never cried

Charlie tango, ready for whatever

I did since we got together

I got my drink, i got my music

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

Got some lames in my trunk, i dank 'em skunks in shit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Checked for my machete yeah i got this opened the door guess what saw shit

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

God forgive me for my sinnin but shit i got these fucking stacks tho

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit