This is a song about "Bullets in a lullaby"

Let me gang bang you lyrically,witness the new lullaby

I'm rolling around in my old school, i feel like the alumni

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Racism bullets being shot in every which way

My bombs of bullets hit and drop i'm a killer psychopathic

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

Bullets and barbed wire

Well, that's what you are

Right, now you say you don't care

Them bullets hit you everywhere

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

You're insane? you're putting bullets in my barain and i still aint dying

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

You were just found with eight bullets in your left ribs