This is a song about "My js"

And i listen to common

Grab my knife and my gun

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

Sometimes two people jump their feelings out

Often super gnar ,shred skateboards rip ,js and guitars

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

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

Must be something you want me to see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Hey, must be the money