This is a song about "Cant truss em"

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

And maybe i am but

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

I want to change but i cant

We ball, that breakdown

Pick em' up and knock em' down

Cant forget the past, sad it cant be overlook

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Show 'em what your made of, persuade 'em or upgrade 'em

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Razor grips, laser spit

You cant even see it

And do i need to mention when

Or the courage to use em

I faced 'em, kidnapped 'em, then slayed ‘em gravely

I got plans for you look in the sky baby