This is a song about "Hollow points in my 9 mill"

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

I think you swallow your brain is hollow

I can be meek unless you keep me from my mill, you'll get destroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

I couldn't either if my head was hollow.

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Cop the .357 and 9 mill- i don't fuck with even digits

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Blossoms in my radius, common

Painful indigestion in my chest

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest