This is a song about "My oment"

If i don't make that man there dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

On the bible you can run

Grab my knife and my gun

That is my wish, my fantasy.

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

A coward dies a thousand deaths

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

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

Sky high, iced out paradise

See my pain through my eyes,