This is a song about "Deadly sins"

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

And behide em my mind deadly

Deadly weapons to maximise your progression

My position improving, not to mention

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My niggas are deadly

Silicone bitches got the confidence

I'm drinking lean, committing sins

These chalance give me balance

To condemn me for my sins

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

And i'll come back when the war begins to release sins

Rack, rack city shit

The sins just do not quit.

Give a shit till we get deadly

You see the world is scary