This is a song about "My drone"

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

Can’t you see just how long my run

My words are my rhythm

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

This is my original, my validation

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Think this shits fake,people killed by out of control drone!

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own