This is a song about "My bae deserie"

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

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

God willing i'll proceed to a good husband

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My words are my rhythm

On the bible you can run

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

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

See my pain through my eyes,

Sky high, iced out paradise