This is a song about "My lide"

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

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

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Yeah you know i got that work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My words are my rhythm

I'm caged up in state prison

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

Got a condo around my neck girl, i'm cashing out

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

My cash effected, my brain insane,

So much to say a scrabble game

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

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