This is a song about "What do"

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Imma do me and do what i gotta do,

You gotta' do what you gotta' do

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

And real bitches don't respect you

Ohhh what to do, what to do...

Don't know quite what to do

And no nigga gon love you

Ohhh what to do, what to do...

I was twelve when the gunned you

Let me do what i do,

Then i gotta say peace to you

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

Teachers do is tell us what to do

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

Do what do, and never ever change