This is a song about "Getting bashed"

Strap my victim down on a table, bashed him like the man was abel

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Getting down to business

It’s official, she my misses

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

From the pain killers then act like you the one that bashed it!

Mind and memory are getting polluted

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around