This is a song about "Viginal infections"

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Stagnant while infections regress the intentions,

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

The power of knowledge threatens, im educated with weapons

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Because i am not equal, but medieval. illegal lethal weapons leave infections