This is a song about "Boston massacre 1775"

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

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

This is the massacre i wasn't gonna do this then you dared me

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Blowing up like i'm boston

You're pleas for mercy wont stop this massacre

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

Power, the underrated continent of africa, another massacre,

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

You witnessing a massacre

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

You witnessing a massacre