This is a song about "My burd"

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Man, that saying is so misused

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

I’m tryna be low key

These my rhymes and my story

Trying hard to speak and

My streaks my testament.

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

My cash effected, my brain insane,

This is my original, my validation

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