This is a song about "You do not"

“hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music?"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

You in a day dream if you niggas do not agree with that

I ask mr. west for a lil bit of hope realize us new niggas gotta get it ourself

Thank you for encouraging me to do my thing, and not worrying too much about yourself

It's not fair that people have to do withoutthegreatness you were.

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

The sins just do not quit.

The master of this rap shit

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Lord i'm not going to try to understand anything you do.