This is a song about "My urethra"

The concept is so absurd

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

My own unknown is my enemy,

A military mind mean money

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

These my rhymes and my story

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

A coward dies a thousand deaths

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

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father