This is a song about "My pal"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

Your situation becomes rocky, you drag a pal low

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

We hustle to survive

See my pain through my eyes,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

My demeanor, thirty years my senior