This is a song about "My youtube"

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I never use a fork i always spoon her

My words are my rhythm

Shout out chicken getting chicken

My talent should take me places i've never been

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

Do you, not youtube

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Trying to reach 10,000 views on youtube

Blowin' that long beach

Future youtube hits reach