This is a song about "My slong"

Inside my eyes, cameras replaced my rods and my cones

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.

That is my wish, my fantasy.

I’m tryna be low key

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Family my motivation

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

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

My tires align with the play, but the times out

Got me rushed to the station

My only destination