This is a song about "My nigka alex"

This is my original, my validation

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

My own unknown is my enemy,

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

My cash effected, my brain insane,

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,