This is a song about "My n"

600 benz, house six hundred grand

My bars are hard 'n' fast

If you wanna see a rapper, click my page n see,

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Picture that, best rapper since lil wayne in classes

My try 'n' attack versus your time and practice

Me n my team you just cant stop us,

Hoping that nobody don't notice

So much you probably had your burner tucked at graduation

Now am moving thru life n your my navigation

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

While my rhymes are still dope 'n' frightening

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming