This is a song about "What ever you want"

But they dont care, what you want,

A working genius, a work of art

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I don't really ever look for vengeance or want to get back at you

Take what you want from the story foretold,

And my regime includes east coast

Cause life is what ever you say life is

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

And inside they think rap's soft

You can call ‘em what you want,

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

You want to know what time it is

So just do what the fuck you want to

Nigga there's nothin' left of you