This is a song about "Bullet shells"

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

And when i die through sprayin shells, i'd hope hip hop dies and sent straight to hell/

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Never seen a bullet pop for a start,

Carol city or was it the west

Pop a bullet in your chest,

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

My future's an enigma, it's suffering or this bullet

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Bullet proof coffins, and weapons of steel

Do you hear the bullet clang?

Stood out like pootie tang