This is a song about "Piercing"

Engraved a new route so you piercing punks can stay in your lane,

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

, piercing the skin of ranked lime, as if that meant something

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

When tupac was wearing the nose piercing with the curved brim

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

The skill is the the dagger that goes piercing through my heart

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard