This is a song about "My nutsack"

Baby you're the one

Grab my knife and my gun

This is my original, my validation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

My own unknown is my enemy,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

I ain't trynna be forward

My shirt, purple label my shirt

But you don't have a chance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Regardless to all them, i appease her

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done