This is a song about "She was my first"

When she left me my heart was empty nothing pure

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Adolf hitler if he was alive he would be my first target

She was my habit, made so high like acid

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

No timeouts homeboy, just one time

And i was about nine when i wrote my first line

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

My day was just made. she came from my dreams.

Celebrate the very day that she get past

To think my first shit was wack, it's a fact

She said my last song was uterly amazing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string