This is a song about "Trying to do whats right"

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Crime isn't desirable, all i'm trying to do is exploit,

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

But i ain't really working, trying to get this shit right

Trying to do this now and show that i ain't playin'

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Ive been in points in my life, where i dont whats right,

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson

Im told to do whats right, and always be the friendly one,

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

Sometimes i loose my mind trying to believe whats right

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

No way out, you trying to find out what to do

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

But all im trying to do is be prophetic