This is a song about "Just"

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

He just blasts out, want people to just feel his shit

The next day you is everybody target

Of yourself now everyone just

I fear no opponent

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Its just the vicious me, just faggots to me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

But nah, he is quite different

Stick around and fight this. we might just

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

So i just do my best to remain true and just

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent