This is a song about "Next"

Or call you up, or send a text

Now i pass it on to the next

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

He came back the next day and became the next osama,

Peacefull, the next im crude,

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Finding more light to shed

Got you thinking what's next,

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

You wake the next morning

Straight g thing, double m g thing