This is a song about "My bepis"

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Cause some of you bitches funny

My own unknown is my enemy,

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

And all she wants is to dance

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I ain't interested in fame

My cash effected, my brain insane,