This is a song about "My fiance jonathan"

Grab my knife and my gun

I can only imagine

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Parking lot of the blue flame

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

See my pain through my eyes,

Started off on thin ice

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son