This is a song about "My nigg"

Third ward general, young cash money

My own unknown is my enemy,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

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

Hopefully the next album can help me out

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

He’s tha only one

My words are my rhythm

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,