This is a song about "Krayzie bone shoot the clu"

That she really only loved talking about all the men she used to bone

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Murder from the first degree, and then i'll cock and shoot ya,

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

I try to be the guy, you think about

Holding back the anger i wanna shoot out

We will never die, we are forever alive

Shoot a cop in the head and get 15 high fives

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

Better than college, after that, students home

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home