This is a song about "My wank"

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

See my pain through my eyes,

Started off on thin ice

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

My streaks my testament.

If you ever feel alone and

Grab my knife and my gun

I wonder so often

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

Your not just wank on the mic dick no your litrealy shit

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

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

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet