This is a song about "My homecountry greece"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Cold, my style making my nose run

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece

These my rhymes and my story

What them tippers don't see

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

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

My own unknown is my enemy,

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

My streaks my testament.

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust