This is a song about "Bullets and shells"

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/

Have my pistol ready shells and some extras

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

She likes the way it hits her lips

Cuz my clip just ran out of bullets.

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Where niggas throwin' em' shells, i'm tryin' hard to prevail

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Great and 420, i spit bullets faster than an armed gunmen

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Some lyrical bullets,

Size 9 fly kicks