This is a song about "What i do"

No soup for you

Let me do what i do,

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

I don't know what to do

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Ill do what i do, and youll die soon

They ask me what i do for

Lower than my credit score

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

What do i have to do to grab your attention?

Better than your bitch would

What i do though for good

You don't realise what i can do

Can't nothing come between me and you

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

I don't know what to do today