This is a song about "Tyrell ma nigga"

Nah rapping is ma zest

Life has put her to the test

And ma futures lookin bright now

Bitches ain't around one thou

Our children must be taught, of africa

Only means i'm following my dreams ma

U smell like ma armpit,while uve been on ma cock pit,ma bars hit ma shit like jolie n brad pitt,

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Bitches suck ma dik like wine

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Baby this was for you, lotus

Stage name became ma focus

Lost ma mother and my brother

"contemplate", i wrote about her