This is a song about "I got this"

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

I got rabies now! this disease i cant shake it

I aint got the mind for this

And maybe cupid won't miss

But i never got into this costume

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

While writing this i got lost in the beat

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Oh brother all this, cus i got big balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts