This is a song about "My sq"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

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

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/