This is a song about "My desert"

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

I reel them in, goadomes on see

These my rhymes and my story

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

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

My own unknown is my enemy,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

And all she wants is to dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

Than the muse of a family

That is my wish, my fantasy.