This is a song about "My sweetheart"

My words are my rhythm

Flyer than the rest of them

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

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

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

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

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin