This is a song about "He s lethal"

Each choice either leave him lethal or enfeebled

With such an ugly picture in it and

My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Guess i see it's my turn

I rhyme with a lethal pattern,

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

It´s the battle of life

I used to have a nine to five

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Cause this album pack enough evil

My spit is deadly, this shit is lethal