This is a song about "My duaghter"

This is my original, my validation

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

We have nothing in common

Grab my knife and my gun

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Living out of bags

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

I need a backyard full court size

See my pain through my eyes,

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.