This is a song about "We will meet again"

When we meet you with gats, better find your asylum

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Coz you will never in your life meet a more infamous person than me

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

When they here today what you say to them

This being will go "psycho" again...

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

So we can get back to stacking this bread again,

That will make you burst if you say that again,

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

My fist will meet your face, beatin meat in her face, dont fuck wit people

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will