This is a song about "Gun shots pain killers"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

In the car with a gun,

He’s tha only one

Just took a couple pain killers and its a weekday

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

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

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots