This is a song about "My div"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Too focused, one word

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you

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

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

When it's all said and done

My words are my rhythm