This is a song about "My deadly sins"

My niggas are deadly

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Snitches here don't got no heart

But my god had my sins washed!

Amnesia kickin in cant remember my sins, evil mood swings

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Someone call the medics, my rhyme is deadly

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

My sins will be stacked for this scandalous action

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Check it, my first verse was more deadly then tu pacs curse,

And don't you bring your camera phone

Lost my damn i phone, for sins i must atone

Jesus look through my sins, press down on my cuddly throttle

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol