This is a song about "Looking into it"

Me and billy got drunk, and shit, we really got into it,

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

It equal your body but not looking peaceful

Don't read into it too much

So y'all can cope n' touch

I ain't looking for the beef but i ain't seen it in a while

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

I said believe in your dreams

Piece up mind to put it into beats

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

Your still gunna make it into my song,

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

And it looked better than you, two faces looking like pooh

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you