This is a song about "My doogie"

My words are my rhythm

I'm a son of a gun

If i don't make that man there dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

This is my original, my validation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

These my rhymes and my story

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

See my pain through my eyes,

Sky high, iced out paradise