This is a song about "You re next"

The boa know they loving the crew

Wishing i was next to you

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly

Cutting me this worthless check

And that boy you hooked up with is next..

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Cause im violent n vexed so whatever you typin next

They clapping and we balling

You wake the next morning

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Hell naw you need to re-think that

You can't predict what's next, never been convicted.

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit