This is a song about "I m not doing it"

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

It wont happen cuz i m quick to ''drop '' u so called monsters/

Driving you bonkers, eating roaches, yeah: just look at yonkers

Quantity and quality cause i wont stop this shit doing it constantly

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

No fake doctor in my name, and it's not capped off by m c

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Y'all get shot at, homie...i do the shooting

I don't know exactly what i'm doing,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

People call me mental crazy but i think it is called passion for what i am doing

But now you doing it, just not on the earth floor

That fire flow the finest women i adore