This is a song about "My noys"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

As he grew up he got more confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My own unknown is my enemy,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I've got nothin' to worry about

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

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done