This is a song about "Put on quite a show"

Put you on a swing n all kinds of freaky things

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Im on, im on tha way

Put a eighth on lay away

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

In order to put on a show and grow these skills of mine

I just want somebody i can see

School was quite nice, felt a little breezy/

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Yo put on the spot to show off in a song

Then put a stamp on a goddamn tramp

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

You put on a fake persona, without that you'd be a loner

I cant quite get a grasp on my feelings just yet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead