This is a song about "Grenades"

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

With grenades your flow is old school my flow is up to date, like a slut.

D12 who conveyed messages while holding hand grenades

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

You could date grenades still wouldn't go with a bang