This is a song about "Migranes and chest pains"

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

Look in your bedroom drawer theres a key and under your bed theres a chest

Am i done?mother say i’m too youngbut what that mean?i took a chance and now i’m playing

Open his chest and watch as his heart is circulating blood threw his artery's all ways rotating,

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

18 year sentence with no parole

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Took my heart out of my chest and ate it

Backstabbing ass i left you in the past, back there in the chest lock and pad man,

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

Your neck and face from your chest and waist

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Obsessed to get it in my chest and get higher

And if it blast at ya chest, my nigga you are done

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven