This is a song about "Liking things"

Hindsight, dimes and fame, expensive things/

They say he the key to my blessings

I only got four minutes

Couldn't understand why things

So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

Simple things yes but to me these things just seem obscene.

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Yeah on a beat i may say things

Even when i'm serious,nobody jokes when they tell about their future,fuck you all,

Liking all my pictures cuz she see the way i ball and i've never felt so tall.

Fights break out because of the little things

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

But this ain't physics or rocket science

And brutally doing things