This is a song about "My girilfriend"

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

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

High on loud when i be ridin' out

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

These my rhymes and my story

God mc oh my god you gotta see

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

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

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Now if you give us a chance