This is a song about "My origins"

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Right flows down and they might go nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Bet i get like 8 of them

My words are my rhythm

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

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

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

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

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better