This is a song about "The boston massacare"

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Blowing up like i'm boston

I don't trust no one

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

You can take the heat like boston

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Sandy hook didn't happen boston marathon jeez

The more battles the better the flows

This is love, nothing else close