This is a song about "Manner"

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

In a fashion and manner that only he the good lord can.

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

My eyes are open now im seeing in a different manner

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

Thy throw dough in unsportsmanlike manner, drunk and obscure

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Ill destroy you in the finest manner with the illest of grammer till your hear your grandma

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

You were sent to show me love in a manner that nobody could,

Pause that no homo it's figurative, imperative disclaimer say it in a declaimer manner

War is not peace it never ever was now were are learning all the wars like the scores really matter

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Damn a #fisher-#man, he's an ill-#manner #fish