This is a song about "Hitlist"

So vivid i gotta hitlist i never miss fists bashing faces making a misfit

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Nobody is safe when my hitlist is this long

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Don't get it twisted, your being listed, on my hitlist, by me.

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story