This is a song about "My melody"

Ayoh, check the melody, my brain is collapsing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

Im steady killing with a heavy metal melody as my theme song,

Incinerating melody

Third ward general, young cash money

My streaks my testament.

Put the purp in the blunt

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

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

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

These lines i jot are the recipe to the story of my melody

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody