This is a song about "My darling"

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

More or less, change is imminent

(hook from "my darling" by eminem)

I am not the only one

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

This is my original, my validation

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

Third ward general, young cash money

My own unknown is my enemy,