This is a song about "My girlfring"

My streaks my testament.

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

See my pain through my eyes,

Right flows down and they might go nice

Grab my knife and my gun

It ain't where i been

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Floor seats at that wizards game

20 racks really thats sneaker money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

My wondrous success bombs my regrets