This is a song about "My ming"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Rappers please step forward

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

If you wanted a date, don't come

My words are my rhythm

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint