This is a song about "My trinity"

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

My words are my rhythm

I don't care what it did to them

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

This is my original, my validation

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

A coward dies a thousand deaths

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

And reflect on the rap game, i came

My cash effected, my brain insane,

These my rhymes and my story

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I wonder why we take from our women

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,