This is a song about "My dik"

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

You is not hip then i can not coach her

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Gotta work - slight work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

This is my original, my validation

Anyways give it up the capital the nation