This is a song about "28 vusi"

But they didn't know this was the wrong streetbang bang, count another casualtybut it's a cop whose shop is brutality

This is reality, livin life unhappily, snap out of ya fantasy or else yull lose your sanity

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

Forgot the consequences but fuck the feminine pussies, they're only here because of a broken condom,

I'm unstoppable, prodigy that won't flip flop unfloppable, audibly stabbing you in the abdominal

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

(starts at 28 seconds when the beat drops)