This is a song about "Wonder why"

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

You just wonder why your girl is on my dick then

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

The way life tortures people wonder why i'm whimsical.

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

And wonder why things are so difficult

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

On that red-eyed kush flight

I always wonder why i write

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Y'all wonder why folks in the ghetto have a hatred of heat,

What a surprise, wonder why?

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

It's born to rock on, explosion, one of the toughest

And y'all wonder 'bout my outlook, and why i'm a pessimist,