This is a song about "My lifw"

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

My streaks my testament.

See me with a husband

We hustle to survive

See my pain through my eyes,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Got a condo on my wrist girl, i'm cashing out

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

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

After lebron, i'm what's next

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

This is my original, my validation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win