This is a song about "Whether"

He's still shitting, whether he's on salary paid hourly

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Whether it was prison or a killing,

I only got one rule, no kissing

Whether my music fits into every scenery

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Whether or not my endeavors are lost forever

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I'm debating whether to enslave you and save you,

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Whether i get high and wreck shit

I put the nigga in his casket

Whether its school, family, or friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Whether you wrong or you right

And i like my marijuana bright