This is a song about "Lottos vest"

Like a ballistic vest absorbing bullets aimed to the chest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Half your body laying on my chest

If you'll battle around you'll need a real vest

S on my chest like a superman vest

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

I ain't from the west but i still pack a teflon vest

Rappers cuz i only spit threats and when i pop the 357 hope u got on a vest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Youre next, so check my dialect and buy a vest or youre wrecked

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went