This is a song about "What do"

I was twelve when the gunned you

What else is he gonna do?

I don't know what to do

Would have came back for you

Don't do what your forced to do, do what makes you happy

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

I call em up, they might fall through

Ohhh what to do, what to do...

And we must do what we gotta do

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Do what do, and never ever change

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Imma do me and do what i gotta do,

Mother fuckers what you do,

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you