This is a song about "My gloday"

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Sing it to em' shorty

These my rhymes and my story

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

And the judge never knew which substance i used

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The concept is so absurd