This is a song about "My fi"

You just working with the scraps you was given

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

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

This is my original, my validation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

My words are my rhythm

Magic city tipping them

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Now if you give us a chance

And when i start to rise

See my pain through my eyes,