This is a song about "Terrorist attack"

Feel my wrath of attack

When love comes callin', don’t love back

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Got a foe ill seek and attack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Because of your judgmental attack

Agression of freddy kreuger in bed im a night terrorist

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Call me a terrorist all you want

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped