This is a song about "Shining on my x"

Pretend it's competition while i stay shining bright like my favorite holiday's easter.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I slapped an x on your head

Kick back and know yo son set

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Yo! i'm really stepping up my game! x2

Shining a light on my lack of focus, broke pockets/

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

That's why, the chase is on [x3]

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I've been shining and grinding all night with my nigga,

Convertibles with turbo jets

Look into my shit man" (e.y.e.s.e.e.) x2

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

My biography follows the footsteps of malcolm x