This is a song about "My lide"

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.

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 glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

But in reality your just being used.

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin