This is a song about "I m a cold hearted nigga that will stab you to death and look at you in the eye while you die"

Dont you dare gimme the hatred look in your eye

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

While bystanders applaud and nod, while i'm beating you to death with a fucking rod,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

I hope you will till you die

So y'all niggas can fly

Ill stab you in the neck

God bless the dead

I've been prosecuted for terror because my minds sick and ill/

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Take a look at their bars and you will see the reality