This is a song about "My wedding"

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

These my rhymes and my story

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

Just like wedding vows, i promise to wipe you out

Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

See my pain through my eyes,

Inferior, but i'm nice

My streaks my testament.

Put the purp in the blunt

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

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