This is a song about "My girlf"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

With such an ugly picture in it and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

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