This is a song about "My homei"

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

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

And it weighs a ton

My words are my rhythm

See my pain through my eyes,

Started off on thin ice

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

She would throw a pout how i'm showing out

That we picked up at the last concert

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Switch swag on you little dick fags

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head