This is a song about "My drone"

But let me be 100, see monogamy's redundant

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My talent should take me places i've never been

This is my original, my validation

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

And i be saying somethin' when i mash out

Music is a soldier everyones a drone you're all mediocre

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

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

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

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