This is a song about "My bff"

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

This is my original, my validation

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

These my rhymes and my story

Hopin' that my niggas see

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

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

Shit with our whole family

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

My nitty bag, my kitty boost