This is a song about "Hands up don t shoot"

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Now everybody put your hands up high

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

When i was starving now it's payback

Malia family, we the family

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

You don;t thin anymore

Or something that you paid for

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

I'll fuck you up and i'll shoot your dick off,

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across