This is a song about "Hole bullet chest heart"

Did you hear the bullet clang?

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Left pops with a hurtin heart in the chest/

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Hold my tears i tried my best

Pop a bullet in your chest,

A shooting range with bullet limits

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

To make karma come faster than she normally will

At this point there's a hole in my heart like a bagel

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Do you hear the bullet clang?

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

With a bullet to the heart where his enemy demons coincide.