This is a song about "Shit stains"

You, you, you have to pay for that

Wondering shit, questioning shit

I put that nigga in his casket

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Bet i'm heavy with that

I talk about real shit

I ain't playin with this shit

Razor grips, laser spit

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Reluctant to, to give a shit

Severin ur vital organs,no stains,i flow like cynide thru ur veins,

Frozen, i'm going insane / cloaked like a ghost but i've broken my chains

See i let my nigga split that

She crazy, that stalker shit