This is a song about "My proncess"

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Roll up niggas be like sex

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks