This is a song about "15 shots to da head"

They can’t even come around

The girl give me da head count

Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I'mma leave you buried from head to toe, so stay wary yo

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

He just throws it around

The girl give me da head count

When i turned my head, to the emptiness, my treasure was gone

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

Ur da shit when it comes to da lyrics spit guess whos back to the track

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Da inspiration to make dis song.

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong