This is a song about "Slurp me like s smoothie"

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

I guzzle up at the bar

Bad, just like an 80's car

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen