This is a song about "Things to do"

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

All the things that ill do, my inhumane brain/

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Cuz i got better things to do then rap with you, got my own path

He forces me to do these things, once he starts it, my pain begins.

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Their sayin on my mind

Making things hard to find

You know, doing things that people do, shit, shower, shave?

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

One parent above, the other live scared

All the good things do come to an end

Crazy are the things you do to me with just a little kiss.

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this