This is a song about "My div"

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

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

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

For setting up traps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Man, that saying is so misused

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

My own unknown is my enemy,

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands