This is a song about "A homie who was killed"

Since i was killed by the don,

That's word to my mom

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

As a teen was middle class, a bitter ass who pissed away,

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

No achilles heel invincible like achilles before he was killed,

Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

Niggas wild as shit. no rubber, just climb in that bitch

Killed a nigga, i'm courageous,

She can make a pimp fall in love

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

I was in a drive by, killed the lights like a pro as i glide by,

I was thirsty for that alcohol, what really killed me was temptation.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin