This is a song about "My nikkas"

My own unknown is my enemy,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

That is my wish, my fantasy.

For the outlawz, here we come

My words are my rhythm

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

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

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever