This is a song about "My qgirl"

These my rhymes and my story

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Rappers please step forward

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Grab my knife and my gun

I am not the only one

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

My cash effected, my brain insane,

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train