This is a song about "Bullet proof"

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Second i give into proof,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Dnt believe me, just wait for the proof,

A shooting range with bullet limits

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Bullet proof coffins, and weapons of steel

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

Must be a lady in tha light

Place a bullet right up in his side

Gained a bullet bane, bang bang.

Both: this the perfect plan

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Im trash cuz im white i dont need proof

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

But those motherfuckers wanted a fucking proof