This is a song about "My wank"

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

Third ward general, young cash money

My own unknown is my enemy,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

30 chains on, bet the light work

After lebron, i'm what's next

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

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

Trying hard to speak and

My streaks my testament.

We have nothing in common

Grab my knife and my gun

And when i start to rise

See my pain through my eyes,