This is a song about "Dealin"

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Dealin with fright in a bright light like i'm nocturnal,

I'll be dealin the blow that gave you the first high/

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

My hearts aboutta break, from dealin with all this motherfuckin hate

If you're dealin' with hardware i feel bad for you, son

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Stuck dealin to get a meal an a bomb to burst, now tucked in by a fuckin lie

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Til he started killing no more dealin too high for that now.

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow