This is a song about "My llrasheed"

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

That is my wish, my fantasy.

A military mind mean money

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

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

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

And everybody's having sex

These my rhymes and my story

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free