This is a song about "Not going to morning practice"

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

If you're not going to cooperate, just get in the trunk

Not to keep going for me but for the liquor

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

No i'm not going slow yes i'm ready to go! there is no i don't know or even

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Once was into acting then put my rhymes to practice

Ha, i'd be scared to not going up against a bitch like you or a snitch like you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Okay so i'm not trying to make you cry so i'm going to end it here.

Every time i drive to work it gets caught in the steering wheel

Nice try im not gonna sell it aint going to work

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered