This is a song about "The way it goes"

And if it goes my way it will all disappear into the sand

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day goes

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Pay dues like a hair salon

Man it goes on and on

But when it goes bad, they'll be the ones tryna deny it

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

But that's the way it goes when you're raised on ghetto streets,

The past goes by so fast and it never last

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I had to fight back and shit

Not the way that they do it,

I'm spoiled by the king. i wanna do it my way

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day