This is a song about "What are dis"

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Come get some, you little bum

And my bars are what they examinin'//

And now these eyeballs are turning and the fingers are pointing..."looka what he's becoming."

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Let me rideuntil i get free

I do dis for my niggas and city

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Persevering they paint mental pictures of what things are in great detail

So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail

And put it together

Are what i wrote and i sent her

What are you doing this is my life

What we gotta do to survive