This is a song about "Got my 20s"

My ass got sulky n' grumpy

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Got my foot on the gas

So chase the air hide your stash

And then along came the wrong man for her

Feeling colorless like a 20s picture

Give us this day, our daily bread

Got that cross on my forehead,

A military mind mean money

Got high and my brain got mushy...

Your chick said i'm hot

And to my side i've got

My snapback with got a d on it, my snapchat got her titties on it.

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Flyer than the rest of them

I got got my pad and pen