This is a song about "A mystery"

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Acting like its a mystery i wanna win the lottery of robbery

The of this girl will remain a fucking mystery

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad

He's part mystery and the other half's a lyrical juggernaut

Mystery man breakout, no way to bailout.

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I am known for my mystery

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

And what's funny i am my own mystery

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Like shits never been so clear my future is no longer a mystery