This is a song about "My pussyfoot"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

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

My words are my rhythm

Just a place that they can come

Cold world no blanket son

Grab my knife and my gun

That we picked up at the last concert

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.