This is a song about "My frenemy"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Third ward general, young cash money

That is my wish, my fantasy.