This is a song about "My mpther"

My words are my rhythm

I told him get his 9 and run

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My streaks my testament.

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

If i don't make that man there dance

See my pain through my eyes,

Sit back and watch your sunrise

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

After lebron, i'm what's next

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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