This is a song about "My steez"

Grab my knife and my gun

And i am one of one

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

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

We lookin' for something like navigation

This is my original, my validation

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Funny how my flyass steez make a kid bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

My own unknown is my enemy,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

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