This is a song about "Coma"

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

Lean got me sleep walking like i'm in a conscious coma

But best believe i'd school and coma any mc

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Okay now, back to life, out of the coma

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

That rapbox shit, its over with like waking up when that coma quit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Put ya in a coma have you dreaming bout beating me

Your so damn soft,thats why im sleeping on you,might go into a coma and still be beating on you

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

My all gold rolly or the

I'm gon' put her in a coma

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

I try to tell them i'm one of the