This is a song about "My lifetime"

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

And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out

Then you're fucking confused,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Grab my knife and my gun

Tryna find the one

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

This is my original, my validation

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

These my rhymes and my story

Cause those scars'll last a lifetime/

I got a part time

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Making a movie, spike work