This is a song about "My bffl"

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My streaks my testament.

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

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

It ain't where i been

Grab my knife and my gun

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked