This is a song about "My famu"

They all see my life from a childish position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

She forget about her husband

My streaks my testament.

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

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