This is a song about "You will be sirry"

And soon you will be making shrines

When i get my hands on nines

But even healthy dudes be alarmed that my teeth will sever you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Just to make it in this broadway lights

And soon you will be making shrines

I was born to do the damn thing

You said there will be no hoping

For you will be seeing him soon when i'm finished

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

With out me you will be in misery

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

There will never be another you

You will be buried in your cries

I'm everything that they call nice