This is a song about "My yout"

Started off on thin ice

See my pain through my eyes,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Gotta work - slight work

My words are my rhythm

Think fast, fast women

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

But you don't have a chance

If you ever feel alone and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Chasing money in the city of crime

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time