This is a song about "Skull dozers"

I can hammer it in with nails and set your skull ablaze

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

With a honey in the middle

And your face erased just like red skull.

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

That’s only if they handle

They just kicked their minds outta their skull

Lacking colour, null, dull skull.

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal