This is a song about "Dear guys"

Never miss these things, see my game precise

And keep away from clients this bad guys

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Sorry dear/deer never gave a fuck so you better run

Your last man was semi pro

Dear lord forgive me forgive me oh

One through six yeah that's all gears

Dear me, in about ten years

Do you always run away from all of your problems dear?

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,