This is a song about "Bullet"

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

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Place a bullet right up in his side

And ask me how was my night

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

I gotcha frozen in fear, only need one bullet in the chamber

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

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

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

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

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

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