This is a song about "My crusj"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

They all see my life from a childish position

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

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

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Then you're fucking confused,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

That is my wish, my fantasy.

I reel them in, goadomes on see

See my pain through my eyes,

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice