This is a song about "Me and my mains"

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

Me and my friend blastin' off

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Twist and spin and slit my wrists until the mortician embalms me

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

You can hear it in my lyrics

She comes and follows me on my trips

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

And not deprive me of my childhood,

I be gettin' money

My friends and fam hear me,

To worry about me and my bro steven

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Because me and my dudes..

Mariah tunes and five flutes