This is a song about "Nadine my bestfriend"

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

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

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My talent should take me places i've never been

They'll have to rename this one

My words are my rhythm

Girl, i put in that work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

And then along came the wrong man for her

Look it something they can't ever see

That is my wish, my fantasy.