This is a song about "My roommate"

My words are my rhythm

When it's all said and done

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

There must be another route, way out

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

But you don't have a chance

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

These my rhymes and my story

Top 10 in my category

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

This is my original, my validation

You heard my name in my last rap but not my story

Pardon that jargon but since i'm balling they getting salty

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/