This is a song about "About"

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

To rapping about, what im about

So many memories, that she cries about

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out

Interrogate about the dro when payrolls joked about

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Lot of things i'm getting pissed off about

And i be countin' money till i pass out

Sometimes two people jump their feelings out

Telling truth.its what its all about.

High on loud when i be ridin' out

Laughs at you and talks about

Dont talk about me jus worry about you......

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through