This is a song about "I think a"

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

I don't give a damn what you think,

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

I was born in the rapcity, i think i got a cavity

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Everytime i think of you, even a little

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Drinkin all night damn i think i caused a drought,

Ridin' through my city car black can't see out

Think i need a new purse

Throw it in reverse