This is a song about "My ife"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

If its not couture, i will not go to her

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

My own unknown is my enemy,

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Now if you give us a chance

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work