This is a song about "Why u gotta walk so nast"

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Man, i don't get it. why you gotta try and contest me,

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

Why do i gotta do what i gotta do?

Why y'all gotta act cocky, actin' so godly

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

You gotta car she down to ride while u provide

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Thats why u behind u still the right on the hill...

Oh! i was lucky u say u gotta good heart

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Give us this day, our daily bread

Why i gotta be such a block head