This is a song about "Album"

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

When my words already kill your album.

That's all i got

My album gonna drop

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I can't fake a whole album that would say, i don't care

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Keep that picture in your album man, it will last longer

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

The new album is on the way, when it's

Design an album that isn't about girls from maxim

But everybody is a g with the weed in them