This is a song about "My namr"

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

Got a condo around my neck girl, i'm cashing out

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

But even if it rain, we get rained on together

You just working with the scraps you was given

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

She forget about her husband

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

These my rhymes and my story

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free