This is a song about "My x"

Don't need an x to mark it, know where i put my treasure

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And everybody's having sex

Yo! i'm really stepping up my game! x2

After lebron, i'm what's next

Look into my shit man" (e.y.e.s.e.e.) x2

To be worrying about my brain cells now. (x2)

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I see people like martin n' x

Bitch don't kill my vibe (x2)

Convertibles with turbo jets

For the family and my friends when life fades away (x2)

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds