This is a song about "My aunt"

Corduroys, cam will shine

My summertime sunshine

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

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

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

And i know that you're open

Grab my knife and my gun

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,