This is a song about "My willy"

I stayed away from reading the plain dealer

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

My own unknown is my enemy,

Grab my knife and my gun

My drive is like no one

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

So now she picks up the gun

Dissecting my specimen

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,