This is a song about "My ger"

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

See my pain through my eyes,

We hustle to survive

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Hopin' that my niggas see

These my rhymes and my story

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Third ward general, young cash money

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Man, that saying is so misused

Grab my knife and my gun

Got hu women frostburg women