This is a song about "Bullets in a lullaby"

So many bullets in one nigga that aint right

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Some lyrical bullets,

And the v12, that's on various trips

You know i want a piece of that pie

That’s my la-la lullaby.

Shoot bullets in your direction, 45 para

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Had i not been exposed to these things

Cuz my clip just ran out of bullets.

Put this in a lullaby for you to know its a fucking rap. i'll be back for you, i ain't

Given i've risen my written's and killin the villians on this mission i paved

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

Racism bullets being shot in every which way

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

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit