This is a song about "My feeling for her"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

That my rhymes are making them feeling impressed

We're made for each other

But i wrote this for her

Then go to ur whore..bring her down on all fours..my beefy boner is hungry for meat/

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

I came her to rule my kingdom, i came her to fight for freedom,

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

I hope my moms finally proud for me to be her son,

Sicken feeling running thought my head

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

'i am not guilty, i am innocent'- i heard that it made me sick 'n' insanely pissed

I headbutted a bitch for sucking my dick to rough when her clitoris iched she said she slipped,

The feeling will only last for days

And i got them gold bottles, first place