This is a song about "Empty the clip"

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

Nine mil full clip straight to the head when you come to my town

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Somebody hold the banana, clip

I'm givin' a whippin' to chickens who dissin' and flippin' my lip 'til i'm diggin' your crypt

I was addicted to the shit, working for an extended clip, i wanted to stick to this script.

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Take a little bit of the shit, it quickly leads to me unloading my clip,

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

Im the baddest with the mic apparatus, clip this

Picture that, best rapper since lil wayne in classes

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips