This is a song about "Re contracts"

Yeah, i'd fist fight god to re-leave some of this hurt.

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I re-sign that bullet with your name with a peace sign

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Can't stand these hacks gettin' cash and contracts for their wack raps

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

I call that top tier re-positioning

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

I kill your rep, good luck to re build it,

Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head