This is a song about "My vatos"

Roll up niggas be like sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

But in reality your just being used.

See my pain through my eyes,

Sit back and watch your sunrise

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2