This is a song about "My crusj"

30 chains on, bet the light work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

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

Never let the game play youand for the fame

My cash effected, my brain insane,

That is my wish, my fantasy.

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

These my rhymes and my story

Hold on you can see my vision

My words are my rhythm

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Monday through monday we be cashing checks