This is a song about "My steez"

My words are my rhythm

So the ones eye has freak don't run

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

Well rick james, maury jane

My cash effected, my brain insane,

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

If you ever feel alone and

My streaks my testament.

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

Just the perfect time, just to master mine