This is a song about "Worth my time"

Im dumb? my two sense is worth $37 and some change

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Cause my life isn't worth living without his respect,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

My dick worth at least a grand

I can feel your heart beating fast

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

I can swerve through curbs 'n' earn my worth and leave your nerves severed

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Do me wrong or do me right, i just hope i was worth your time

It's like i'm wasting my time,

Welcome to organized crime