This is a song about "Why we sing"

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Why can't we plain disqualify my percentages of forty nine,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

And the principal asks why we cant follow the rules

We no longer close or nothing

We dont wanna hear u sing

Why are haters just hating when we did nothing to

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

I wonder why we take from our women

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

N.y, we runnin' this rap shit it ain't south then why?

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Wondering why people talk so much "i" instead of we.

Why do we have to study even though we miserable?

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle