This is a song about "Silver bullets"

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

They stay sippin liquor inside a silver chalice

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Them bullets hit you everywhere

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

You know...you know who you are

Bullets and barbed wire

A hustler and cam famous, you damn anus

Spraying bullets when spittin phrases

You left your nigga on his own

Aim bullets straight at your dome

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?