This is a song about "My adhd"

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Grab my knife and my gun

Go where you ain't been

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets