This is a song about "Those things could ve done"

And, i could step into the store and say give me those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Looking back to those days, there could be so much more to be done

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

If i could just see 'em, i'd give those bitches a slap.

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Man i'm scared of those things, they give me the shivers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

For those precious things i am truly thankful for all i have.

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Things i've done,learned and yet to know would lead me through the way i go

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though