This is a song about "My motorcycle"

My streaks my testament.

Trying hard to speak and

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

After lebron, i'm what's next

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

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

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

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

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

I hold the title of local idol, i'll run this shit like a motorcycle,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

My words are my rhythm

Come get some, you little bum