This is a song about "Comets"

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

The art is razors, needles, and pins, syringes and comets,

The art is razors, needles, and pins, syringes and comets,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Here, whack rappers i'll make a promise with you, but first let these lyrics like comets hit you