This is a song about "Yes indeed motherfucker best believe i ll put a hole in yo vest so your chest can bleed"

You get balls dropped in your hole like your a fucking basket,

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

S on my chest like a superman vest

That's why i never claimed i was the best

I've been to hell n back i can asure u that indeed,

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Hit me square in the chest, wasn't wearing a vest

I've been to hell n back i can asure u that indeed,

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

I feel a sharp pain in my chest,

Hold my tears i tried my best

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Speaking of chest,i got a knive that could breach in your vest right after your preaching your best

Like a ballistic vest absorbing bullets aimed to the chest

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent