This is a song about "My nigg"

As he grew up he got more confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

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

Ahh, me so horny

These my rhymes and my story

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

If you feel it, it must be real just

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Looking at your money

That is my wish, my fantasy.