This is a song about "My bae deserie"

And when it's said and done

My words are my rhythm

Grab my knife and my gun

And i listen to common

With such an ugly picture in it and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Must be something you want me to see

My own unknown is my enemy,

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

The only time i flirt with her