This is a song about "My jea"

These my rhymes and my story

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

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

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

Man it’s the killer tracks

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

He’s tha only one

My words are my rhythm

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine