This is a song about "My man dillon"

Dont search for fame, thats my current thinkin man/

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

My word, i'm a man of it...

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

My man got a feel for your ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Man i just lost my temper

But that's what he liked her

No man, now it's my time

Baby you so fine

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

I’m a holy man, a man of my world