This is a song about "Hostages"

And make em fatal hostages with a fated sentence then to present them

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

I can run up to the station, grab some hostages or,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Fighting the temptation to eliminate one of the hostages

So here i am at the store for some chips

Shoot hostages for defiance

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police