This is a song about "My ndog"

And tell me why would we just think about

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

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

This is my original, my validation

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

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

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

If i don't make that man there dance

My cash effected, my brain insane,

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Too focused, one word

My shirt, purple label my shirt