This is a song about "Grenades"

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

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

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

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

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

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

D12 who conveyed messages while holding hand grenades

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

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