This is a song about "My gyal"

Grab my knife and my gun

What up girl, tell me how you been

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

You a lady boss, now you fly free

That is my wish, my fantasy.

The wrong drink, the right work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Break it down one time

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty