This is a song about "My guitar"

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

You stood me up and i understand

These my rhymes and my story

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

That is my wish, my fantasy.

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Grab my knife and my gun

Yeah bitch this date's done

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.