This is a song about "I had to leave that hoe alone to get my mind right"

Been tryin to get my timin right.

My direction good, well-rounded type

Don't you know enough to leave well enough alone?

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

Sometimes i need to be alone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

This is everything that we call hype

Why its bad and why i gotta get my mind right

She likes the way it hits her lips

To get my mind of this fucking nuisance,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Still i'm treating women right, i never had to watch oprah much

Usually i get time to get gone and lost in my mind

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Beats on repeat, have to get my mind on my side

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right