This is a song about "My squaf"

My words are my rhythm

Two reflections into one

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

I be on some fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

Took my heart away from money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

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

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This is my original, my validation

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him