This is a song about "My vocals"

She forget about her husband

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

So she just sit while settling for the lesser

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Mami... she open, she open

Grab my knife and my gun

A working genius, a work of art

Slice you in half, i tear your vocals apart

And all she wants is to dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

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

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

See my pain through my eyes,

I just shake dice

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

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine