This is a song about "My 17th bday"

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

It's slight blemishes and life system

My words are my rhythm

And everybody's having sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Girl, i put in that work

Grab my knife and my gun

Top ranked, number one my son

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2