This is a song about "I will chuck you down the stairs"

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

To much pride will ride you down to the road of shame

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Or push myself, fall down backwards over the stairs

Sweet, okay makes sense

Wake up vexed stare at the stairs

That's the way i know how to hold you down

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me

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