This is a song about "My neighbor"

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

My streaks my testament.

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

These my rhymes and my story

Top 10 in my category

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

They all see my life from a childish position

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

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

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

And if i do go you better come through

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

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