This is a song about "Thinking too hard"

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Aces stolen, how i'd be rolling, hole in heart, rolled too hard.

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

They claim it as their own, africa

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

No good. never try too hard though, running my game cross the street to the bar

So try not to think too hard about it, just do ya best.

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Couldn't keep sleeping, but kept thinking.

Bun b, i’m underground king

They're always thinking too highly of themselves

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Its not too easy or too hard, to live life all along

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are