This is a song about "My glory"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Just go to hell busters ,i can call my life a glory story

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Just leave before your whores shroud me in glory as if i were king uh,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

If you haven't noticed, fame and glory fast approaches,

It's about a little peasant who was just looking for glory

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Restoring the glory that rappers used to have/

I’m a hustla, baby

Glory to god he is the key

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

It's been three years since we went and fell from glory,