This is a song about "They do whatever i say so"

So whatever you wanna do

I gotta tell you that my love is true

So they quit voting me, so i say fuck cyphers and props,

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

When i tell them what i do, they say "you must be tripping,"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

And if they put shit on a track they wouldn't say so/

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

They say no fighting in da club so i broght my matic

They say i have formidable traits

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

When i was young i could do whatever i wanted

Watch me enter whatever u do i do it better

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her