This is a song about "Bullet"

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

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Flow stop like a bullet hole clot

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

A woman by his side with a bullet in her head

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Place a bullet right up in his side

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

My bullet will get stuck in your mouth

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I lost my connection with my woman

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son