This is a song about "My fiance jonathan"

Grab my knife and my gun

Go where you ain't been

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

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

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

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

These my rhymes and my story

And when it's said and done

My words are my rhythm