This is a song about "My fri"

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

This is my original, my validation

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

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

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

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

They all see my life from a childish position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets