This is a song about "My tresure"

These my rhymes and my story

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Right flows down and they might go nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Hold on you can see my vision

Grab my knife and my gun

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

This is my original, my validation

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son