This is a song about "Ballistic squid"

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Ballistic acrylics altruistic missiles

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

So down to earth it's just ballistic

So down to earth it's just ballistic

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

I'm a sylllablistic ballistic linguistic, hip hop purist

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

So down to earth it's just ballistic

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Be a coward be a squid ward cause you all are retarded

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Like a ballistic vest absorbing bullets aimed to the chest

Running gayly down center stage, i flip out caged in a rage like a ballistic bomber

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for