This is a song about "Admit"

There's little peace on our bullet riddled streets, admit at least,

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

Not afraid to admit to admit deficiencies

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Im so dope. get down and admit.

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Firstly i'll admit i got regrets

I messed up i guess, i will admit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

I just keep feedin, em i must admit

Have to admit i need help

Might as well get it off yo’ chest