This is a song about "Just"

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

But hear me as im just

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

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

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts

And of course, my car's off course

Its just the vicious me, just faggots to me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

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

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

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

You're just history

I’m tryna be low key