This is a song about "My lofelife"

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Living out of bags

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

This is my original, my validation

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

My words are my rhythm

I pop one, you pop one