This is a song about "My ps vita"

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

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Ps i fuck woman who are only virgins so they get banished from theyr religion, meow meow.

My heart is sayin' leave, oh what a tangle web we weavewhen we conspire to conceive, and now

Hopin' that my niggas see

These my rhymes and my story

My mark starts via a vita to leave a fat dent,

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

My shirt, purple label my shirt

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Higher power where these verses from

My words are my rhythm