This is a song about "Clean break up"

Wake up for god sake your break time is over

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

I hate to break the racist hate up to ya, but i'm beaten up,

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I should end up my battle with a kiss i was just trynna clean your rap mess

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

But then i break within, clean the slate again

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Tell your girl to clean my splatter up