This is a song about "My dixk"

Look at shorty ass, way meaner

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I don't care what it did to them

My words are my rhythm

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

My cash effected, my brain insane,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Trying hard to speak and

My streaks my testament.

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

This is my original, my validation

First off congratulations on the win