This is a song about "Yours truly1"

I say that the pool is closed

Are so good while yours are mold

And we was poor, but our life chances weren't better than yours,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I'ma part of yours i'ma tale of yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Epic, they used to feed me detours

My raps is better then yours