This is a song about "My freshness"

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

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

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

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

And the judge never knew which substance i used

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

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

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

They calling me the hottest in the game

My cash effected, my brain insane,