This is a song about "Wath i gonna do"

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I don't want to do it but if a storm gonna follow me all day then

And hide, but he got knocked by the homicideand this happens everyday around my way

I roll up to a party in a camaro there was drugs i wasn't gonna do them until they

I ain't gonna eat, i ain't gonna sleep

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

You never know what i'm gonna do

You know i’m better off without you

I'm gonna do what i want to,

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Why do you look so surprised, you knew i was gonna murder your rhymes.

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

And while you doin you

One, two, what you gonna do