This is a song about "Burritos and bullets"

I regret some shit i did

Bullets hardly connected

I wonder why, i sit and cry

So let the bullets fly......

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

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

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

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

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

Bullets raining like it december

That i will leave earth with her

These bars hitting like bullets and your skullys what i'm shooting up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut