About It verse i don’t care what you say i got a lotta things on my plate see every other morning i wake and pray oh Lord i just wanna be out of this space and i’ll be 20 in three days it’s fucking with my head i don’t think i’m ready because a lot comes with this age and these days, nobody wan hear your case hook so i fight my battles, on my own on my hustle, all night long no one’s coming, for your burden just keep going, on and on and when all don settle, oh my God we go buy them bottles, girls and more too much happiness for my soul cos man don suffer, all life long verse 2 and see my brain sharp my arm strong na full don can you please keep the mic on? gotta lotta things to say about my life and i cannot even lie get some tissues you might wanna cry for me but don’t you worry ‘