This is a song about "My safehouse"

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

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

She never ready to go so she forever come

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

Grab my knife and my gun

On the bible you can run

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My own unknown is my enemy,