This is a song about "I like to do"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Uhhhh pay attention to each line boy...its like i stabbed u in the eye...do you

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

Cause listen, i do what i want and i want to do what i do

Fifteen already addicted to nicotine, do i feel cool, no, more like a tool,

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

There's like a thousand problems to do

I come to find out niggas on rappad takin my shit like dont do that make your

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

If this is sick so that why i do this shit to spit like righteous a homegrown

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

This is what i like to do, musics higher altitude

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan