This is a song about "Deer horns"

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm

Spitting raw fire, more higher, than a dragons roar. i aint man made, mad horns like a dragon born

My mind is void of sense but yet i'm still sharp as horns

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Like the saying goes mess with the bull and get the horns

Then disappear like a deer, who got #hit #by #the #rear.

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

You're fucking scared now. like a deer in a headlights

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Thought i hit a deer i heard the bump and got shook

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

And i wonderwhere will i be next year

And this the endso good luck with your career

Get out my way fore i shoot you like a deer.