This is a song about "My nig"

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

My streaks my testament.

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I stayed away from reading the plain dealer

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

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

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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