This is a song about "My bestfriend torii"

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Come to d.c. and i can make you a believer

My shirt, purple label my shirt

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

They all see my life from a childish position

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

Sing it to em' shorty

These my rhymes and my story

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

I might have fuck my ex's bestfriend but i'm not shore