This is a song about "My pistol in his face"

Say you through will all my foul ways

In home staring at my face

He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I stuck my dick in her ass then spat in her face

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Bite his right ear lobe, but the other guy got his pistol.

Shoot slugs from my mind like a pistol

Baby girl my stroke official

Death in the eyes and took off his mask just to find my face staring back me.

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

I bashed him in his face til his eyes were bloody.