This is a song about "My lifr"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

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

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And bijies like im out and

My streaks my testament.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Then you're fucking confused,