This is a song about "My x"

They some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepper

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Ill mindfuck you over with my rhyming mentality, high off x die with mortality,

(dream come true x3) cause baby baby your my ( dream come true x3)

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I got my weed i got my music its gone be alight) x2

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

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

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Bitch don't kill my vibe (x4)

After lebron, i'm what's next

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

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