This is a song about "Why you telling me to shutup"

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Counselors telling me what i'm supposed to be

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

You telling me to “stay off” is basically treason

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Why deny a lie when you die for telling where the truth lies.

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

What? you telling me that's just an opinion?

Your telling me to stop because i am killing your brain

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

& since you telling all them lies why don't look into my eyes

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Why did you have to attack me,

Walk that body, talk that body

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round