This is a song about "To do or not to do"

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

Thinking about how to do this and how not to lose it

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Lord i'm not going to try to understand anything you do.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

You do not diss us, to warn we we're not insult takers,

Asshole snatching purses,do my best not to be acting nervous,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And not one will have a clue of what to do

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Im not sure who i am , who do i aspire to be?

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Do you want to see heaven, or will you live in hell?

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I do not want to get involved with drugdealers and players