This is a song about "I really be bout that shit"

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Who i really was, what i really could be

They could never understand

How bout that shit, ain't that just grand?

Don't see that shit bout you, you got one fan

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

Shit that makes the homies say, 'yo bro, you can really spit!"

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Every thang i spit i really mean that shit

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

Yeah, i don't really wanna finish that,