This is a song about "Bullet"

Playboy, i don't own that man

Do you hear the bullet clang?

In earth, as it is in heaven

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

I'd rather eat a fucking bullet than put up with this shit

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

Bullet proof coffins, and weapons of steel

Pushing in my mama van

Do you hear the bullet clang man?

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

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