This is a song about "My bestfriend victoria"

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Victoria u a disgrace u made it serious.i just made this rap pad delirious.

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

You make a nigga sing songs nice

See my pain through my eyes,

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I never use a fork i always spoon her