This is a song about "Don t let pain reflect"

My sim card's the bomb

We in the mob im the don,

Reflect the raps that flow out spiles text

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Let all of the pain and hurt

That we picked up at the last concert

I'll let them pray and they will feel real pain

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

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

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Third ward general, young cash money

Been a star since i was back in one time

These emerald evergreens in your eyes reflect mine