This is a song about "Assured"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I'm assured the victim's dead with murder expertise,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Promises that had us left assured

But rest assured, i'm not forgiving this shit.

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

I'm getting more self-assured than i've ever been before

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

I'm sufficiently self assured to assert my certain fixation,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Magical metaphors dead you all n rest assured im the best of all

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall

Assured of my own glory i won't ever change my story

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