This is a song about "Daisy going out with my bestfriend"

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Then scratch em out my teeth with toothpicks

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

Follow me i know my way out of here we aint going away for no years

Imagine my life with out you your my dream come true.

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

Going out like kurt, i doubt it'll hurt my reputation/

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Going out with different guys and i could tell

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot

Never seen you as lyrical

Peace out, salute with my middle