This is a song about "N itches"

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin

Dc has never seen such progress

Corroded 'n' eroded flesh

You mental state deteriorates n,

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

I get excited n all when you make me cry n crawl

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall