This is a song about "Imma killa i ll shoot you in your face with my 9 bitch"

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Bitch i thought you knew that i didnt owe you, so suck my umbrella in this bitch

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

And laugh in your face as i beat you with ya own cast

Better know my name i,ll be hot in the game/

To this day, the game, will never be the same

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Anger on your sly shit face spray that shit with mace throw you in your case this

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

I said that imma ball with my motherfucking hittas, most likely imma die with

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Go back in time and kill you with your umbilical cord, bitch

With your girl i call her my dome bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image