This is a song about "Probably"

I'm breathing for a purpose

Probably be they my capture us

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Fight me you sitting up all night trynna out write me probably

Well, probably, i lost count

Then get out your seat and jump around

You probably think i need therapy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

It's time for payback, probably

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Burberry, quite a hell

You can probably tell,

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

Chances are, its probably real, something you can probably feel

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

You should probably lose some weight