This is a song about "Aunt jemina"

Me and my microphone could be one

I get more from banks than aunt vivian

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

The situation was vague, but it was so that my aunt has done her business and came

If word gets out, i'll never see my aunt again

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

I had to stop the perfect girl in her act so my aunt wouldn't see the scene that's obscene

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

And where's aunt? her life got squished like an ant.

Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!

Picture a place that they exist, together