This is a song about "Professional"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I keep it professional so my actions are kinda skeptical,

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Turning into a professional,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I am on my way to the professional universe

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

My bars will be coming at you like missiles,i'm the professional, it's official,

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Chopper flow is effin incredible killing the foes i am professional

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I'm not a professional, but no longer a rookie