This is a song about "Dead bodies in the street"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence

Give me respect, dammit, or get damaged

I got two dead bodies, parents both were killed.

I got two dead bodies, parents both were killed.

Weight on my chest like i body build

Cut up your bodies and place then in the bottom of pools

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

All my friends dead,and so much bodies left

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

The cops are after me and i say hi in the street

You want a big house cz your living in the street

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

The revolution will proceed

When they see me out in the street