This is a song about "Too right for eachother"

He lying i’m on papers

Too good for alligators

A story too familiar for too many brooklyn residents

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Too late for retraction

Gin makes me sin

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Is smoking dro too for some melo-drama

But i'm too clever too much better for them to compete

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

Life is too short to decide what's wrong and what's right

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

But that's what freestyles are for right?

And if i want to go outside

Time for me to stand up for whats right