This is a song about "Hearting my fealings"

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

And the judge never knew which substance i used

These my rhymes and my story

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

See, i'm second to no one

Grab my knife and my gun

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Took my heart away from money

Clap two times if you drunk

My streaks my testament.