This is a song about "My one"

This battles blackjack my lyric score gets twenty one,

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Becoming one of the best is one of my doubts in life

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

One sweet, one sour, my honeybee and my bumblebee

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

I have a hit list with my targets and striking one by one

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Ill fuck you like one of my clients

Insubordinate for good reason

You'll always be my loved one

From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

My game cold, one degree

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free