This is a song about "My boi"

My own unknown is my enemy,

20 racks really thats sneaker money

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Your down for the count boi here its first kill

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

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

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

This is my original, my validation

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

She do it with no hands

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

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

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever