This is a song about "My firstlove"

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

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

This is my original, my validation

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

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

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

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

Picture a place that they exist, together

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

They all see my life from a childish position

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

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