This is a song about "My zoe"

These my rhymes and my story

Hopin' that my niggas see

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Girl, i put in that work

Wale and we are not the same

My cash effected, my brain insane,

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

My streaks my testament.

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

And the judge never knew which substance i used