This is a song about "On a mision"

I had on a black tee,

My lady, my baby

We are on a great run

And i know that you're open

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

Raw, like a hard on wit no condom on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

And you're approaching me right

2am on a sunday night

Like hoes down in magic city

Im going on a shooting spree

And get on a flight today

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say