This is a song about "My mide"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

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

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Good love then i can do that for her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

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

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

God mc oh my god you gotta see

These my rhymes and my story