This is a song about "My rhyms"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This is my original, my validation

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Flyer than the rest of them

Dissecting my specimen

That is my wish, my fantasy.

She going to borrow some money

Family my motivation

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

My streaks my testament.

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Inside my eyes, cameras replaced my rods and my cones

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

My own unknown is my enemy,

That's why i'm makin' money