This is a song about "Don t get smoked"

Sneak up on attack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

I dare you to approach n watch you get smoked

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

You don;t thin anymore

You ain't gotta worry no more

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Break it down one time

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill