This is a song about "My niggs"

My own unknown is my enemy,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Family my motivation

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

My talent should take me places i've never been

This is my original, my validation

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

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

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out

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