This is a song about "Draw my thing"

The time is now, on everything

Waiting on my homies as they do their thing

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

The only thing that i can see is god's forsaken my soul,

They burn on every block

I begin to draw in chalk

They call me better now. see when everything is stopped

My defenses are so up, but one thing i don't want

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Nigga tighten your jaw

We spark, pull up then draw

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

My madness manages to draw a synoptic