This is a song about "Ethan my bff"

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

My words are my rhythm

So muthafuck the system

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

For setting up traps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread