This is a song about "Sign in"

No sign of you anywhere, i felt a pain in my neck

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

These nigguhs they try and sign me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

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

Is it possible at the same moment in time

In my quest for deftness, i chose to sign-

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

She didn’t know it was a sign or gesture

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

People tryna get out the gutter so they sign

You feel anguish here's the sign

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine