This is a song about "Got all my ammunition"

I said i got my ass beat

My guy got all the good weed

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

I've got all the plastic ready with my favourite knife

Eatin' all the rappers, got their names on my plate

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

My rap gun shoots no wasted ammunition

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

I got glorious rhymes, bask in all my splendor/

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Got all my ammunition

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

So you can envision magician ammunition

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Ya got blood all over my front bumper.