This is a song about "My granma"

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

These my rhymes and my story

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

Miami nights, ain't another one

Grab my knife and my gun

I dont love you im just confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Red bottoms with the spike work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

My own unknown is my enemy,

My words are my rhythm

Hold on you can see my vision