This is a song about "My asss"

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

These my rhymes and my story

What them tippers don't see

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

My own unknown is my enemy,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,