This is a song about "My freshness"

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

My summertime sunshine

Corduroys, cam will shine

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

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

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My streaks my testament.

My own unknown is my enemy,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

The freshness of my breath bring your death