This is a song about "Who do you woodo"

'bout to get my other car

Now who do ya think you are,

Raised by a momma who, who

Do who you want, what's stopping you?

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who

I mean who the fuck is you to tell me what to do,

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Who do i gotta diss to make sure you rest in piss maybe lure two out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I can always go home and look down my street

Asked them do you know who stole my weed

Better things to do/ then live in the sinister shadow of man who hurt you

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

Bitch, do what you gotta do.

And no nigga gon love you