This is a song about "Boston massacre 1775"

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Flyer than the rest of them

Blowing up like i'm boston

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

You right, this ain't a battle its a massacre

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

You're pleas for mercy wont stop this massacre

You witnessing a massacre

Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

But that's what he liked her

You witnessing a massacre

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Your about to witness a massacre

Can’t you see just how long my run

You can take the heat like boston