This is a song about "Surround"

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

The shop is a pot of gold surround by assholes

Controlled by the radio these soundwaves surround you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Now that's six cops found on that ground

Where scary props and freaky sounds surround

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Temptations surround me infatuated with the blow

Mash ém, stab ém, surround their death with masses

Here i go again, falling in love

The 4 horsemen surround him, they try to astound him,

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

I'll surround you with words, attack you with metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Darkness will surround ya and we'll swallow ya like the locness monster.

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor