How the World

How the hell am I supposed to think
All this shit right in front of me
Say boy have some self control
I do just at times man that answer's no

I'm not perfect, I'll never be
Is it worth it, It better be
Make the call dog I'll take it all I'll take it all
I know nothing when it's brought up
On some shit you ain't thought of
That's not a hook I'm just going in
It's four am I can't phone a friend

In the den COD spread sixty inch
Bitches flinch people larger than their actual size oh my guy
Lets just hope those toes don't match that trippy sight
But shit do what you want It's your mother fucking night
I'm lookin at life like a mother fucking bike
Where the gears tell me where the brakes
I see the chain sometime that shit breaks
Sometime you see cars but you don't wanna wait
Test ya breaks no nigga test ya fate
There go your chance shit never mind too late
But here I am saved another grand
Where your mutha still the muthafuckin man
Tryna keep his head to the sky and on this plan
By any means you can see Monie for that
Circle secure that decon to them rats
Different answers to the question where he at
I got my dog off in the car