This is a song about "When i do things"

You, you, you have to pay for that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

And when i do sleep, oh when i do.

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

Yeah i gotta lotta things that i know that i need to do.

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Oh well i gotta go i got more important things to do than play around with you farewell.

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

Cuz i got better things to do then rap with you, got my own path

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Bet you didn't expect it, i don't do things expected, and predictable

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

I was born to do great things, i aint just speaking chatter

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

I put potent things in his glass when i poured a drink