This is a song about "Cry of fear"

From fear of the same stuff, i give them the tailor

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Is the sound of fear and some broken glass as a bullet just traveled

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Yeah of course i can tell you watcha wanna hear shit like i fear no evil,

Obviously have yet to unveil the fear of death so get bodied

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Queer, discreetly you secretly fear every one of my words you hear

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Of coming here, putting fear like a buccaneer in yo ear, ya hear?