This is a song about "Skulls"

Allies that turned to rivals, niggas turned street disciples

I invest in souls, which unfolds to get you left on skulls

Severed skulls with my skills using a skillet

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Elongated skulls so whose who? something that the real jews knew,

My diamonds talk for me they say hi can i meet you

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

You heard banks was crackin skulls

Holes in skulls, that stuff is my sleeping pill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than