This is a song about "My bestfriend victoria"

This is my original, my validation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

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

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

I be on that fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets