This is a song about "My mani"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper

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

Chillin' with homies and family

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Grab my knife and my gun

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Man, that saying is so misused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets