This is a song about "I put the gat to ya brain like a big train"

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

I know your shocked like a big surprise

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

I swear life's been a train wreck

Cutting me this worthless check

My god come before this bread

Shell put the beam to ya head

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

With a different sounding riff pounding ya brain insane like a preacher

I will put ya on the run, i’ll put ya on the run

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen