This is a song about "My iggia"

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

My own unknown is my enemy,

Chasing them checks, nike work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

See my pain through my eyes,

And when i start to rise

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

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