This is a song about "My lofe"

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

My streaks my testament.

Ha, wale you so arrogant

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

These my rhymes and my story

Though, everybody's on me like the milli beat partner

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

With such an ugly picture in it and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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

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

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

This is my original, my validation

Anyways give it up the capital the nation