This is a song about "My kinda song"

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

I'm inventing my own song.

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

My flow kinda chilly because i be spitting that snow

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

The story of my life. it's really kinda shit.

The story of my life. it's really kinda shit.

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Even my haters kinda glad i'm on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

And that's why my insane mind's be telling to do this song

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song