This is a song about "Tuned"

Render you washed ashore target tuned, in, red dotted point of view ending you,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Blurring your vision, try to stay tuned cuz im coming with precision

That nuvo or that goose egg got you losin your religion

I don't think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Your kids head isn't tuned... correctly

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

This is just the beginning, stay tuned for the trilogy.

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

And then your bmw gonna need to be tuned up,