This is a song about "My seag"

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

Grab my knife and my gun

Work straight out the kitchen

Yeah you know i got that work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

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

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see