This is a song about "Hit em with a left"

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Left pops with a hurtin heart in the chest/

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Test me hit you with a deadly crime

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

And if someone sayin that to my homies we hit em with right hooks

Kill 'em with a passion,

Catch you up on places i've been

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job