This is a song about "My nhoame"

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

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

These my rhymes and my story

Let me rideuntil i get free

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

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

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet