This is a song about "Bullet prof vest"

Place a bullet right up in his side

Don't worry just done get inside

Went out and had a church of kids

A shooting range with bullet limits

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Your crew won't back you up neither will your thin vest

Now your black vest has gone red from a stabbed chest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Believe me i'mma be your god

Flow stop like a bullet hole clot

Then vest em b4 they dress em wit suit and tie

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Gained a bullet bane, bang bang.

Life's about decisions man

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Where's your vest son? death's on the cassette slot, not resurrection