This is a song about "We got it don t forget it"

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Nothing to write about, and freestyle? forget it!

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

Don't you ever forget it

And i must admit

Of the entire day, store it and forget,

I don't want you to have my permit yet

But i guess we should forget it

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

But for once i'm gonna forget who i was cos it matters only who we are

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck