[Verse 1]

They mad that a young **** like me was born when the other **** started giving up

I'm happy about it they don't understand that he needed me to come and get him up

This ain't the first time that they've doubted me I'll make em proud of me I'm never giving up

Same way one day im prada all of these hoes in a Bentley Truck

Yesterday I got a call from a girl she wanna be my world so I ask Whats up

She tell me she taking a walk when she linking a **** lil btch is you dumb or what

She told me communication key not when she at mad at me what else is she making up

Now I don't even know if she mad at me really or mad at the fact I don't give a ****

I told her theres no need to worry I'm not in hurry to go out and fall in love

She got a lil accent she wanna get married

She wanna fly out the game like a dove

I heard what shes done in the past, now a **** so glad cuz I know I'm not cuffing her

But now I feel bad for these other ****, I know one of these **** is dumb enough

And this shit guaranteed, like you need air to breathe, cuz a young **** like me has seen enough

And my death guaranteed, need to watch what I speak, cuz I know I ain't been on my deen enough

Your heartbreak guaranteed, when you give her what she need, better hope she don't say you ain't mean enough

That's what happened to me, now I be pleasantly telling btches they not on they knees enough

But they say

[Hook]

WTF do you mean

WTF do you mean

WTF do you mean

WTF do you mean

WTF do you mean

A young **** like me cannot live his dream

WTF do you mean

I wake up get paper money grass like green

[Verse 2]

WTF do you mean

I can not live my dream

Got the paper I need

This the struggle of greed

Sike I liked this the struggle of me

Never mind that's the album theme

**** might turn this into a meme

I don't care cuz I'm just being me

Guess im ignorant but I don't see

How I could when I don't think of me

My **** that's not what it means?

Guess it's true what they say about me

But it's only negativity

Ima keep telling my story for me

Music my journal and this a free peek

Fuck what the haters gonna say to me

Cuz ima reply with only one thing

Say it with me wtf do you mean

They keep playing with me everytime that I speak

They ask what did he say? Or what did he mean?

It's all part of the play, I stay behind the scenes

Cuz these **** too slow, have to say what I mean

Please call me MJD, this the death of Majeed