This is a song about "My gpa"

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

Got my sneakers on my shoes strapped to my feat

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

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

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

You make a nigga sing songs nice

See my pain through my eyes,

My streaks my testament.

Put the purp in the blunt

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

You heard my name in my last rap but not my story