This is a song about "My momenty"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Rappers please step forward

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Riding around without a fuck given

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

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

This is my original, my validation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

Something wicked this way come

My words are my rhythm

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Grab my knife and my gun

Girls fast how jamaicans run

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised