This is a song about "My gril"

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

More or less, change is imminent

Convertibles with turbo jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

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

The ice ain't really nothing to her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior