This is a song about "Estimate"

Got to the end of the tunnel

But i guess its forgivable

Body count is high, when i grip the mic

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession

With foreign names, valet the range

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

And if you argue with descartes, then you're bound to get hit,

The girl give me da head count

Even if i miss she gon' rebound

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

I know my lyrics twist, no need to check the sanity gauge!

So that you will never argue, screech, till you brawl and leave, her to crawl on knees

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace