This is a song about "My hata"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

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

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

This is my original, my validation

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

My streaks my testament.

Attention is a must

You fuck with me hata, ill end you quick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

If you ain't about money

My own unknown is my enemy,

Or let the mob handle that

My success debated