This is a song about "My hommie"

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

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

This is my original, my validation

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Then you're fucking confused,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,