This is a song about "My boi"

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

My cash effected, my brain insane,

But now invisible cells around your brain

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

This is my original, my validation

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

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

Ill say it strait up, boi your lines fuckin reek

Take cee around town as if everything cheap