This is a song about "What goes around comes around"

Cause i dont play around

Mmg man, we smoked out

Trying to get out and around

Exit the v wit my gun out

Baby heading down a cloud

Till i turned that bitch around

And nobody comes to visit, everbody gathered around talkin bout how dey missed him

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

So now i struck you down, it comes around, now that's funny, see?

Creative scriptures, imagery, rhymes back around,

Them lames ain't even know the newest planes came out

I must go like fly route

Til my head turns around

I'll keep it moving and tryna get out

This touch n go, hoping that life comes around