This is a song about "Snitches get stitches"

While re-sealing your stitches

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

Cause i got the burner in the hand

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Leave the mortally horribly in stitches

The mics attached to me with stitches.

I hope we both do learn from this

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Stab you with lyrical sword and leaving you with unhealing stitches

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Only thing i havent got is more stitches than you

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

I'll give u 6 stitches i know u dont get bitches

And bag 'em up leave 'em with sickish, stitches, n' diminish-

Hate me if you want to but always remember this