This is a song about "I m to good"

Don't talk to me cause i aint a good listener/

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

A legend have to bow, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest