This is a song about "Just"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I just murdered a motherfucker in just minutes

If you didn't know i feel this way

Just get paid, just another day

I lost my connection with my woman

Just pray to the lord, and you'll be just fine, son.

You're just history

Let me rideuntil i get free

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

So i just do my best to remain true and just

Crushing elephants them alone just

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Of yourself now everyone just