This is a song about "My boyfriends"

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

My own unknown is my enemy,

It ain't hard to make money

Yeah you know i got that work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My cash effected, my brain insane,

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

My streaks my testament.

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

But five years from now i bet she see

These my rhymes and my story