This is a song about "Things i like"

We've gon so far astray

Things will be right, i say.

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Like "don't let 'em 'round our women" cuz we own women like things

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Soon enough i want those gold things

When i am mad, and things look bad/

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

If you feel it, it must be real just

Feelin' those things that i missed

But it's a part of me to fail things like these, though i was always good at

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Ings, now listen to the way i change these things

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Enhancing things randomly like connections with my family

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money