This is a song about "Truss em"

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

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

And before the sun came up, he was gone

You'll never be like em/

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

I fucking hate this job

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

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

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Platinum back again, asinine when they asking em

Flyer than the rest of them

Studied up and i passed ‘em

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men