This is a song about "My lide"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

I ain't trynna be forward

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Magic city tipping them

My words are my rhythm

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

See my pain through my eyes,

Started off on thin ice

Grab my knife and my gun

They'll have to rename this one