This is a song about "Troy del mar"

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

No fights for lone sniper, i tear up this mic,

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

So when i see you i dont see shit but yo daddys nut stain

You know i never heard of no one who can tear it up like i do

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

Around a bonfire,buried the gun in the mud like i was taught too

Lets creep, lets greet whilst debts wean into depths of seas,

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

But now it's more declare

Now it makes my eyes tear,