This is a song about "Nail clippers"

I'll put the "nail in the coffin" in this game i "takeover",

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

As i light one for ill will

Twenty inch nail rifle

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Clippers with the semi, cut you niggas up,

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live