This is a song about "My girll"

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

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

My shirt, purple label my shirt

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

My words are my rhythm

I am not the only one

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

I move the club like a poker dealer

My demeanor, thirty years my senior