This is a song about "Why must you be that way"

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Why you starin' at me comparatively thinkin' that you're rarin' to be

J. cole runnin' late

Then you must be duct taped

Here i go again, searching for love

You must be fuckin delirious

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

You must be feeling some typa way

Cause you are. you must be a slave that what you are that sucks on cocks and

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

In this rap game you must be dead,

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

You must be rushing with wisdom, to have enough of the bluffs that they're giving

Let em marinate, you forever late

Why is it that i must devastate