This is a song about "Stupid questions"

They come asking questions

The jiggas and the tips

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Got any questions, you should remark

Don't ask me questions because i'm not sure.

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

I never fit in with them light skins

I never answer questions

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I'm slashing throats until satan questions my sanity

Im that adolescent mc whos attested, not to mess with no questions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

And when questions are asked he forgets,

Destined to beget a new generation that asks questions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips