This is a song about "Kids cant do pushups"

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Cant trust em so i do no favors,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

Cause i cant do what people expect from me its like theyre priorities are to high up on a shelf

We needin' a change, the drama remains the samei spend my whole life, fightin' myself

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

I'm not no saint but still i try to do good and shit where you all can't,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Most y'all cant do it to their faces

When you do it once, you just cant get enough

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Forget yall ima do me everyday yall cant touch me