This is a song about "Please forget it"

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Don't you ever forget it

Yeah, and i don't dance i just two step

Of the entire day, store it and forget,

So please just bury it in the shade,

Im still here but i can't skate

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook

Cant forget the past, sad it cant be overlook

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

I capture lighting in a bottle and release it when i please

Cry about it until we forget,

Your heart was false just like the words you said