This is a song about "Why are you so idiotic"

Like, "yo why are your raps so fucking sloppy"

Look it something they can't ever see

Why you acting so different

If you ever feel alone and

But if it isn't bad then why are you so saddened

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Why are you talking about your gang

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Skit: hey 218 why are your eyes so red.

I work hard for everything i get

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

So why are you waiting you can't keep hating and masturbating while

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

And wonder why things are so difficult

So why does your words sound like they are shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket