This is a song about "My musicals"

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

And everybody's having sex

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Too focused, one word

My own unknown is my enemy,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

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

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her