This is a song about "Just"

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Y’all just skim through words and you’re just skippin’ the lines,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

You're just history

Ain't whining, just surviving, ain't hiding, just climbing,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Another fiend who quit believing, another demon, just

And im just so amazed by how time floats, just watch

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

You think you win but its just yatzee im just

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment