This is a song about "It is whst it is"

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Reality, yeah it is, i see,

So it's nothing to finish

I guess that's how it is,

Is it for the best or is it doing more harm?

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Trick trick got them passes

This maine scene is what it is

Life is a gift appreciate it,

And my momma keep smoking that shit

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Sentence after sentence is what it is

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

Or whatever the fuck it is

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

It feels random all is undefined