This is a song about "Hellhound in side"

Killa never let the drama slide

You in a box and i'm on the other side

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

A woman by his side with a bullet in her head

I was born in the underground of the south side

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

He's in the sewers with evildoers mauled on the side

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

And with him by my side

Im sittin in the hatchback on the passenger side

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

And im rapping side to side with this comet in the sky

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Blade in her hand and a note on the side as she count to ten,