This is a song about "My 45"

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

I been strivin for mine ever since i left brittania court/

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Gon put yo ass threw some pt while you bump some c/

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Cause its been over 45 minutes

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Best shit to come out the ville, call me the bluegrass biggie/

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/