This is a song about "My m8"

They'll have to rename this one

Grab my knife and my gun

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

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

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

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

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

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

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

See with a district columbia vision