This is a song about "Hitting clips"

What we gotta do to survive

Nearly hitting those skies

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Noise like lil girls with curls n clips

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Calamity's hitting this trip's attacking his sanity.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

To which end you're hitting the pavement

Secret society all we ask is trust

With gats, extra mags and clips

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Popping clips to leave your whole body stiff

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive