This is a song about "My rap the vest"

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

With a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (bang!)

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Twista finna get up on the track

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

You're the worse east to west need a a hundred vest

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

With a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (bang!)

Observing with a surgeons nursing vest

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

The first rap from my back from the coffin series.