This is a song about "Violence and the facts are worse"

Ill spit first then shit turds and take the mic rip worse,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

And my condition to start violence

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Got a nigga seein things

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

We've lost so many kids to gun violence, and the facts are worse,

To reality and to the facts

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box