This is a song about "Bullet"

With a bullet to the heart where his enemy demons coincide.

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

A clever idea to take something they said

I found her in favela with a bullet in her head

A woman by his side with a bullet in her head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

I'd take a bullet an i'd even sell my soul,

So the devil that drove in her got in control

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

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag