This is a song about "My cutlass"

My own unknown is my enemy,

Must be something you want me to see

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Magic city tipping them

My words are my rhythm

You make a nigga sing songs nice

See my pain through my eyes,

You can disown him or stone him

Family my motivation

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Take that cutlass an shove it up yo ass,

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position