This is a song about "My cutlass"

Dissecting my specimen

Atl was tipping them

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

And he, what's his name, earl

See my pain through my eyes,

Sit back and watch your sunrise

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

And everybody's having sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

My own unknown is my enemy,

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

My streaks my testament.

Put the purp in the blunt