This is a song about "Straight kill"

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Damn let me get my head straight

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

And still be able to stand up straight

Straight out the fucking tube

We'll meet back and regroup

I'm gon remember her, but still

Till we will, fucking kill!

Like its fucking kill bill body niggas with straight steel

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

I'll scare you motherfuckers straight

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Obscene the way i kill

As i light one for ill will