This is a song about "Bullets hurt"

Rappers please step forward

Wirting till my finger tips hurt

Got bullets dyin to meet you

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Some lyrical bullets,

Went out and had a church of kids

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Soon as i come home

Yeah you know i got that work

Im not gone keep feelin hurt

My mouth is like a lyrical beretta, my words are bullets

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Bullets raining like it december

Bullets and barbed wire

That i will leave earth with her