This is a song about "Tee em"

Ain't no can't beat em join em song

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Their taking lives and twisten em

Everybody grab your gats and hold ‘em, load ‘em, sock ‘em, lock ‘em, cock ‘em and aim it up

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

I bring the axe down, tell em drop dead, leave em charred

Moanin' what he spit 'em,

Oh, you look like my next victim

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Fif-tee /nine times till ya de-ceased/ im sick son new form of disease/

Always on some new shit cnn

Un tamed flow be shocking em