This is a song about "I m just doing me"

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

Never ever pay rent

God, i'm just doing my best

What them tippers don't see

But imma keep on doing me

If your man can't keep up wit you

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I just realized all i was doing was running along the shore!

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

I'll be doing big you lil prick just make me real sick