This is a song about "Make me yours"

Their lives are similar to yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

See more ice than a hockey goalie

Make me your one and only

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

But when you try to take em, imma make you bust yours so i can bust mine!

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Everytime you make me fall,

Pose, click, pose, click

That they make me fucking sick

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Would u still call me yours if i had no money?

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree