This is a song about "My deadaunt"

Grab my knife and my gun

For those whey no fit dey fix son

That is my wish, my fantasy.

They say nothings ever free

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready