This is a song about "My lifr"

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

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

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

If you feel it, it must be real just

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work