This is a song about "My namr"

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

This is my original, my validation

First off congratulations on the win

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks