This is a song about "Shell never know"

And the craziest thing is i'll probably never know

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

You already know you're dead

Shell put the beam to ya head

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

I never choose to rhyme slow, cause you know, and i know

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

So the po-po never know

She probably had a reason though

(he aint never gotta know!)

I know you will never be gone

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Trusted me got me outta,my shell

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well