This is a song about "20 piece"

I'll survive as i say "i'm not ready to die freddy you piece of fucking shit"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

To cut up an put back together piece by piece

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

But like is a puzzle. you gotta get the right piece

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

Finding more light to shed

Jesus piece around my neck

What's next for me? i respect this piece

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

Reptar and flipflops, im still high off that piece

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Remember last september when you last surrendered to a chicken piece?

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze