This is a song about "Destroying evidence"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

We just wipe away the evidence

They say that karats help your vision

Im destroying them all with one rap done

Any evidence for the police to find

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

To evidence, those presidents in office know we'll never die,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Got me quite open for a while

I'm destroying you but meanwhile,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Destroying self esteem with every word your shelling/

Im lyrically destroying the factors

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth