This is a song about "My guitar"

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

I can play binary search better than guitar

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

So anything do is everything to you

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

My own unknown is my enemy,

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

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