This is a song about "Abort"

After all the training you gonna wanna abort

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Theres nothing called mission abort

While he decides to abort,

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

I can shoot 'em there, dress up like a cop and abort,