This is a song about "My att"

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

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

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

I've got nothin' to worry about

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

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

They just wanna dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration