This is a song about "The terminator"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

At least for now, i hope it doesn't turn to terminator

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

Or call me the terminator y'all finna forfeit bitch

The dopest on the planet

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Paranthetical terminator, incremental operator

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

The savage with the statics