This is a song about "I have to get shit faced just to look at you"

Wonderin why everyone's so persistent thunderin in telling me what to do,

You don't have to know how to rhyme to get into music/ just have others write your lyrics for you/

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

I faced up to time, sold half my trust

Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google

I don't care what the fuck you do but if fucking speak of me you will

Look at her figuer, i could never win her, fuck i need to get those digits,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I dont have to look anymore,

Some old bitch that we did before

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

I know i have to get out and just make things right. (make things right)

I don't really ever look for vengeance or want to get back at you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few