This is a song about "My bepis"

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

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

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

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

The white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Look at shorty ass, way meaner

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Look it something they can't ever see

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Never let the game play youand for the fame

My cash effected, my brain insane,