This is a song about "My bio"

20 racks really thats sneaker money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Then you're fucking confused,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

My streaks my testament.

Cuz you aint slippin by, names princess but bio says that he's a guy

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

My cash effected, my brain insane,

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

My rap is a bio hazard