This is a song about "Not doing cocain"

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Hey how you doing, im doing fine

See boy she been in love

He's the one doing his stuff

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing

And this will be the song that we sing

Beach on the weekend

God, i'm just doing my best

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

But now you doing it, just not on the earth floor

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

Not doing this for the people, but for me and jesus christ