This is a song about "My wifu"

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

My words are my rhythm

Come get some, you little bum

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

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time