This is a song about "Just"

Sign on my dick that say

Just get paid, just another day

I put these poems all in these songs

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts

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

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Its just the vicious me, just faggots to me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

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

You think you win but its just yatzee im just

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

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

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Of yourself now everyone just