This is a song about "My everytging"

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

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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