This is a song about "Your gi"

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

And the v12, that's on various trips

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals