This is a song about "Why i cant get my shit together"

Cant hear shit on that particular ear, i need to get this shit cleared

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

We can make more, make babies

I dont know why but why cant there be peace

Even get it but forget it i do this shit for college credit and when i get my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I must admit, we together, i wished we just split, i cant, ima hypocrite

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Then get myself together/

But i cant even look at some porn with out my parents flipping shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

And niggas flashing crazy

I cant get it away from me