This is a song about "My nigg"

It's a fools fatewithout your word

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My words are my rhythm

Because he made his decision

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

And they can't see the tragedy

That is my wish, my fantasy.

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

See my pain through my eyes,

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Roll up niggas be like sex

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

And all she wants is to dance