This is a song about "Why you do me like that taylan"

Why do i have to prove that you just can't hold it together

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

If this is sick so that why i do this shit to spit like righteous a homegrown

All i want is you baby

Why do you keep doing this to me?,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

"man, why do you keep trying why the fuck are you fighting"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Do , now bitch tell me thoug why

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

That you see is exactly why i feel this angst indeed, these pangs in me that angrily

Why do you like an extra on soul train

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane