This is a song about "Burritos and bullets"

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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

Somethin that cant be helped, we need new leaders to guide them towards the positive

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

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Bullets raining like it december

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Bullets hardly connected