This is a song about "My vato"

See my pain through my eyes,

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

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

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

And the judge never knew which substance i used

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through