This is a song about "My humps"

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I got something you've been waiting for

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

She forget about her husband

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him