This is a song about "A girl about to get killed"

It's no longer a new jack city

That girl meant a lot to me

And there's little to be glad for

I'm the type to get your girl wetter

How about i just get right to it

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I'm a legend your a stranger about to get sent to heaven

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Bitch you are about to get mind fucked

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

To get a pair, natives killed him right in front the mall

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean