This is a song about "My bestie"

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

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

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

My words are my rhythm

Something wicked this way come

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And all she wants is to dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Top ranked, number one my son

Grab my knife and my gun