This is a song about "Bound"

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

And your wife in my basement bound to enslavement

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Suffocating in a cell, now skating, hell bound no ice remaining to save me,

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Too many slain, my people bound to a chain

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

To the sound of you being gagged and bound

I could beat you with my wrists bound

Then get out your seat and jump around

Missile to a nuke either way i'm bound to blow up

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck