This is a song about "My x"

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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

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

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

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

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

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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