This is a song about "Your my private property"

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,

I'm like your own private guard

Know give me a head start

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Help me stay driven, my heart is a private club you just got admission,

Thieves and larceny, they rob your beads and bodily property, your apartment keys

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

'coz i'm damaged property

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

I dont care if this is private or public

You see a black kid at a private catholic school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule