This is a song about "Nail polsish"

A nail in ya skull leads to nails in ya coffin

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

Last nail, robbing you of your cuticles, and your music flow

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

It's a nail and a tire: cross him and you're flat, that's exact

Twenty inch nail rifle

Lady at the frank stand will

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

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

I'm multis-swaggin smashin you faggot like playing nintendo, like flies you're dropping

I lost the nails to my closet so imma put the nail in the coffin 'fore everything starts falling,