This is a song about "My younger aunt"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!

But my plan is to show you that i understand

And where's aunt? her life got squished like an ant.

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

When i was younger i smoked a lot of weed,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Let's enjoy our younger years while they last

Let's enjoy our younger years

Now, nigga, it’s the prince