This is a song about "Up to"

Strapped up to a lie detector

Or something that you paid for

And expect them to toughen up

Well, um, there's a but

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Fags writting raps just to toughen up

She needs to call me up.

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

What a mess! but we clean in the club

That turns out to be dress. hold up!

Uh ha, you know what

Waiting for me to fuck up

That shit was wack as fuck

So i got to clean my act up,

Listen to my heart beating up

I know you're mad, but so what