This is a song about "My lige"

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Only concern was the home that was close to him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Moco 1 2 4 when i go out

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

It ain't hard to make money

My own unknown is my enemy,

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

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

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Gotta work - slight work