This is a song about "My mia"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.

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

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

And there is no chemistry

My own unknown is my enemy,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

In the jungle, i planned on the keeper