This is a song about "Making plans"

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Who ain't really had big plans but to drive a shiny benz

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

In the back seat, thinking of the plans ill make

That he'll mess up my plans

They just wanna dance

I got a lot of plans that were in itself master pieces

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,

If i don't make that man there dance

Detest living with no plans

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

All on their phones, they had other plans.

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

If our plans fall through then fuck it, nah