This is a song about "My wedding"

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

Just like wedding vows, i promise to wipe you out

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Bloodstained clothes, at a wedding trying to propose to some of these hoes.

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-