This is a song about "I ma do me"

Not relying on the light no more

They ask me what i do for

Ima go until my arm's sore

They ask me what i do it for

They ask me what i do it for

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Watch me enter whatever u do i do it better

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Ma i'm chasin it just send a angel to catch me when i trip

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Let me do what i do,

I gotta do what's right for me

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show