This is a song about "My cruch"

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

My cash effected, my brain insane,

What them tippers don't see

These my rhymes and my story

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

My streaks my testament.

Enforce, i'm elegant and

My words are my rhythm

I’m effervescent, just ask them

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

See my pain through my eyes,

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced