This is a song about "My librity"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The concept is so absurd

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

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

Trying hard to speak and

My streaks my testament.

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

You just working with the scraps you was given

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument