This is a song about "My sas"

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Look it something they can't ever see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Miami nights, ain't another one

Grab my knife and my gun

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument