This is a song about "Mom telling me what to do"

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Counselors telling me what i'm supposed to be

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

What do you want me to say? your a lovely little liar.

Like, what do i gotta do, for you to notice me

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

''just do it'' is what they said to me

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

Wonderin why everyone's so persistent thunderin in telling me what to do,

And i've been thinking bout you

Ohhh what to do, what to do...

And that's why my insane mind's be telling to do this song

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

He's telling me what to do, and what's wrong and what's right