This is a song about "My hust"

I don't care what it did to them

My words are my rhythm

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

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

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Ross and folarin, couple women

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Searching for fortune and fame

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

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

These my rhymes and my story

Once as a slave who imagined being free

That is my wish, my fantasy.