This is a song about "My harley"

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Let me rideuntil i get free

These my rhymes and my story

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Now that's what you call a game

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

We hustle to survive

See my pain through my eyes,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

This is my original, my validation

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.