This is a song about "On a mision"

I only got four minutes

Only a hand on those hips

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

I shine, you shine, so we shine

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

After your names on a tombstone

All up under the covers day

Count on myself like a castaway

Im going on a shooting spree

Bitch, i might make you my baby

And i ain't frontin for her

Just a stat on a billboard flyer

Im on a paper chase

Just know that i'm always

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

I'm on a roll, like snowball