This is a song about "Why did fed"

Just put your hand on the glass

Why did i take this class/

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

I don't know why this happened to me, why did i have to be treated

They say we did this to ourselves so why even fuss

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Why did it take me so long to let go of this stallion bucking me

Why did you leave me, speak when you need me/

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Why did they do that deed why did they lead an attack on two towers

Why did that organizer die? well it was something he said,

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

I wonder why my family always did that

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad