This is a song about "My min"

My words are my rhythm

If you wanted a date, don't come

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

See my pain through my eyes,

Right flows down and they might go nice

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

My own unknown is my enemy,

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

What them tippers don't see

These my rhymes and my story