This is a song about "Missile"

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

And when the pistol shots and missile drop flips hit,

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Bombs after bombs creating a missile storm

Missile to a nuke either way i'm bound to blow up

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Nervous wrecks, i'm 'bout to burst the tec, missile testing,

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

You better run before i shoot you like a missile with my rap pistol,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cause my whole life's been simple, want the shit to blow like a missile

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

But i'm just a fucking heat seeking missile sometimes