This is a song about "Getting rid of aggression"

I'm gonna be rid of this here bitch one day forever.

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

And thought that one day, he'd get rid of the pain.

But you happen just to use it for a storm of aggression

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

To rid of the population further more so they could pass us

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

To get rid of pussy niggas i go grab the gun,

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

Something of which she never be rid.

But i love my job, getting rid of the defection.

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

A weapon of aggression to leave an impression,