This is a song about "My niggah"

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

And he, what's his name, earl

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

This is my original, my validation

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

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

My god is my saviour he is my protector,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

We have nothing in common

Grab my knife and my gun