This is a song about "Let others finish before you speak"

Bitch, i'm here to finish you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I'll let u finish the sentence

They bringing me fish and chips

Where you started might be just where you finish,

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

But most of the time

Let them sail to finish line,

Before you, i couldn't imagine what others had gone through

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Don't think before i speak words decide to roll off

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

I took a seat and you retreated, we living like before we do it let me tweet it