This is a song about "Gun shells"

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

I really wish i had my gun

You talkin bout toting that gun

They had a hell of a run

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Feed you some shells, send you straight down to hell

Where niggas throwin' em' shells, i'm tryin' hard to prevail

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail