This is a song about "My cherie"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

It's a fools fatewithout your word

These my rhymes and my story

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

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

Yea and this is something to think about

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

No more amore, i refuse to force you

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter

A breakdown broad oh she could of done better

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for