This is a song about "You re next"

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Get out in front what you think happens next?

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

And that boy you hooked up with is next..

My phone rings and i wonder who you took next

Carol city or was it the west

Get out in front what you think happens next?

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

You wake the next morning

But he don't rule a thing

Next time, no there is no next time, this time you crossed the line.

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine