This is a song about "Another"

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

Murdering another bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

You can pick the next room

Pop another volume

My eyes open, another day another struggle,

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Another moment of revival.

Impeccable give it my note

Another tragic episode

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

We are exactly like one another,

Another dead woman,another bad boys

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids