This is a song about "My"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

They had a hell of a run

My words are my rhythm

First off congratulations on the win

This is my original, my validation

Man, that saying is so misused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

See my pain through my eyes,

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

High on loud when i be ridin' out

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

My shit thigh like my bootstraps