This is a song about "My bruhvas"

This is my original, my validation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

That is my wish, my fantasy.

If you ain't about money

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Just a place that they can come

My words are my rhythm

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

See my pain through my eyes,

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

If you ever feel alone and

My streaks my testament.