This is a song about "Kill zone"

So beat me to the bone

Dont let me into my zone

West side, zone 1, who want the anna?

My all gold rolly or the

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

But i bounced back and got in the zone

As a kid my parents arguments was like a combat zone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Zone 1 to zone 4 to zone 6 is on me

Must be something you want me to see

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone

Well, um, there's a but

Zone 1, sosa rolled, stand up

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Gimme some paper and lead to get me in my zone.