This is a song about "Strap"

But still i feel like i could strap on a cocked hand grenade,

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

And please never disrespect my set

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

Collection of freestyles that i just want to make

But still i feel like i could strap on a cocked hand grenade,

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

C-doggy dogg pulls out the strap and lays them bustas down

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

So keep your hats on the rap's on so get your strap on

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Head bangs, back n' forth / it's attached to the strap of an elastic chord