This is a song about "My mista"

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

My cash effected, my brain insane,

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

My streaks my testament.

Enforce, i'm elegant and

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

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

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

She forget about her husband

My words are my rhythm

Flyer then the rest of them

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised