This is a song about "My steez"

That we picked up at the last concert

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

And all she wants is to dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Let me rideuntil i get free

These my rhymes and my story

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

My own unknown is my enemy,

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

They say that karats help your vision