This is a song about "My honors"

Something wicked this way come

My words are my rhythm

You just working with the scraps you was given

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

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

Material girls can't call you, cause you deserve all from the honor

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Attention is a must

My streaks my testament.

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

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