This is a song about "My gur"

But girl you got me open

Grab my knife and my gun

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

My streaks my testament.

These my rhymes and my story

Top 10 in my category

On they twitter writing novels, see

My own unknown is my enemy,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

But in reality your just being used.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost