This is a song about "My roommate phil"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

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

These my rhymes and my story

They say nothings ever free

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This is my original, my validation