This is a song about "Bullet shells"

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

A shooting range with bullet limits

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I walk wit the shells, and i aint got no adidas on.

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Pop a bullet in your chest,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

Feed you some shells, send you straight down to hell

Place a bullet right up in his side

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

Money long from here to japan

Do you hear the bullet clang man?