This is a song about "My zoe"

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

I ain't trynna be forward

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That is my wish, my fantasy.