This is a song about "Im always in trouble"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

If that means, what i think it means, we're in trouble

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Im always killin in the mic,

How beautiful are thou, africa

Im the man who's always loved ya

Dawg your not hot stop it,in a draft im always the top pick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

We always argue/i leave then im back in a week or two.

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

Where the thing is amazing

But im always shaking,