This is a song about "Gun shells"

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

And when i die through sprayin shells, i'd hope hip hop dies and sent straight to hell/

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Actor done the switch of my gun

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Vocals release shells like automatics

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Feed you some shells, send you straight down to hell

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

That'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than adidas

They had a hell of a run

Grab my knife and my gun