This is a song about "Wire"

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

I won't mourn when i assassinate and twist barb #wire around your sister/

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire/

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

To tie the wire to his tire

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

You bitches with a garrote wire cause

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars