This is a song about "Just got"

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Just need a dope beat and bet, scotts nice, we got a cold flow and he got ice,

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

I fucking hate this job

Just a feeling i've got

Spark up a doobie got the munchies just like shaggy and scooby,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Saying "i just got killed"

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

With no logic just bout who got shot or

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

They got intelligence and wit but just a lack of education,

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure