This is a song about "Shells and chesse"

Knees dug deep into the pavement

And remember what i said and

'til it's like a mile long

And once i'm dead and gone

Vocals release shells like automatics

So here i am at the store for some chips

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Bars dropping like shells from a mac when its on its last mag

Goddamn, the boy's back

And like to boast and brag

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Social conditioning and

Grab the scissors and saws and

And get caught, in the moment

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

And when i die through sprayin shells, i'd hope hip hop dies and sent straight to hell/