This is a song about "My att"

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

'cuz after i drink a bottle, wave my flag and surrender

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

I might even stick my tongue out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

My talent should take me places i've never been

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Hopped over the fence, where the grass way greener