This is a song about "My man nacho"

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

Man my flow really gets to them,

Marshmallows inside my pen

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

Dont search for fame, thats my current thinkin man/

She was evil and destroyed my life man

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

Man i just lost my temper

Yeah, ready for whatever

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Look into my shit man" (e.y.e.s.e.e.) x2