This is a song about "My brothee"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

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

On they twitter writing novels, see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

This is my original, my validation

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Yeah you know i got that work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.