This is a song about "Your ew"

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Blow trees like a hurricane

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

I just wanna be higher than that

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let