This is a song about "Battlefield nail gun"

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

A nail in ya skull leads to nails in ya coffin

Uneducated little bigot, nigga i will nail this hard,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Just give me a carrot gun

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Last nail, robbing you of your cuticles, and your music flow