This is a song about "My cutlass"

Inside my eyes, cameras replaced my rods and my cones

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

She all on my skin

My only destination

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

My streaks my testament.

Trying hard to speak and

And i be saying somethin' when i mash out

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

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

And he, what's his name, earl

See my pain through my eyes,

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