This is a song about "Metal gear solid"

When you spill out hits

Picking up gear from dick's.

I’m tryna stay solid while the whole game is see through

No more amore, i refuse to force you

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Rock solid like a stalagmite over betty white,

You somewhere, getting your life in order

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

I ain't hear you clear

Fast lane on that last gear,

And punches thrown with metal rings

Soon as the stooly sings

This shit makes me better at writing verses and some solid hooks

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Proves that ignorance is bliss

Metal chair is imperative