This is a song about "My bepis"

Catch you up on places i've been

Grab my knife and my gun

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

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

A coward dies a thousand deaths

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

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

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

This is my original, my validation