This is a song about "My gyal"

It's a battlejust for tha big money

My own unknown is my enemy,

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

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

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

Ill beat you and then give your gyal a kiss,,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

My streaks my testament.

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Secret society all we ask is trust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

See my pain through my eyes,

We hustle to survive

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

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