This is a song about "Nadine my bestfriend"

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

She forget about her husband

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

I might have fuck my ex's bestfriend but i'm not shore

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure