This is a song about "My gam"

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

My own unknown is my enemy,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

This is my original, my validation

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

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

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

My streaks my testament.

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My cash effected, my brain insane,

I was so sincere like nas first name

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter