This is a song about "Straped up"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

Uh ha, you know what

Yeah man it's all jazzed up

All because i'm slipping up

So i ain't giving a fuck

Tim fuckin duncan, posting up

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast