This is a song about "My rhymes are tight there is no way back once my ryme attacks you and leaves you in a coma this is truth i am saying every word penetrates your brain like a bullet from close range i aim to kill you dead you better respect what i am saying"

My life is like a bubble i am ready to pop,

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

But what you deny is that i am the true thing

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

I am runnin' this bitch, you are just a dog walker

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Rapping for a grip you better hold tight, stoned in every moment cause i smoke, light

I miss you saying i love you swiftly followed by my name,

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

You see my friend, i am a druglord like escobar

If you dont like how im killen it i simply dont give a shit too legit yet they saying who is this

So many rumors but i'm infinitely immortal outlawswitching up on you ordinary bitches

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

You fucking me laugh, saying i suck? take a step back,