This is a song about "Bullet fragments hiding in tbe closet"

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Catch this bullet in your skull, milimeter deeper

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Pick up a bullet then pop a cap in/

And just looked at the whole situation

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied

Place a bullet right up in his side

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins

And the truth been in hiding

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Skeletons in my closet

And california on that jerk shit