This is a song about "Must fix"

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,

In there she stares ya down for her next fix

And now your best friend's having kids

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Gotta fix that wack 'fore you get real trapped!

You should probably fix your face

But she took it in his place

Your last man was semi pro

Where must i go, who must i know

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

For achieve our dreams we must