This is a song about "Slaughter street"

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Last of a dying breed

Yea we hard on the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Including fox hill and 27th street

Including fox hill and 27th street

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

This is the concrete

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Because i'll be barking orders like i'm sergeant slaughter,

My insecurities and worries shall be no longer

Slaughter the incessant,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Scream like nightmares from a street

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet