This is a song about "My gam"

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

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

Yall lame niggas. no bitches when yall are out

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

They just wanna dance

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

This is my original, my validation

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

God mc oh my god you gotta see

My own unknown is my enemy,