This is a song about "My wifu"

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

And everybody's having sex

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

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Must be something you want me to see

My own unknown is my enemy,

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

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

Atl was tipping them

My words are my rhythm

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

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

"contemplate", i wrote about her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior