This is a song about "My beging"

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

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

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Most of them niggas dumb

My words are my rhythm

This is my original, my validation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My streaks my testament.