This is a song about "My bandana"

Hopin' that my niggas see

These my rhymes and my story

Mac hippie analog, you rap midi, turn the camera's off, i make you snap and slap your bandana off

What if i confess my love and mess up the only chance i have..what if i don't and just toss/

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Ban on bandana, go bananas on the other hand

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Always strap so i was alright

The bandana santana tied

Yeah you know i got that work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

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

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter