This is a song about "Halos n horns"

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

After the club, gettin you open

Hanging ma' nose up like runnin' horns,baring my teeth at those who roar.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Had to wear the 13's with them

Sure he died in 96 n

Pretending to be awake 'n

Just to match the grind with precision

I have thoughts of gluing on horns on newborns,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Horn, the devil, extar pointed by fucking horns