This is a song about "My hust"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

That we picked up at the last concert

But in reality your just being used.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

This is my original, my validation

Must be something you want me to see

My own unknown is my enemy,

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

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

These my rhymes and my story

I’m tryna be low key

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks