This is a song about "Just sayin keep it tri reap mother fuckers know just how i feel kind of dissa pointed"

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch that's just how i feel (nah)

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Never know how it feels to pay taxes, just smoke grasses

I know what you do with that

Fuck, i don't know just how to rap

And people call me a user, but i want you

I feel happy and i just don't know what to do.

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

This is just me venting out on how i feel

It was just that everyone who wanted to be kind

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Different rappers don't know how to go, they just blew it/

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold