This is a song about "Your in my shado"

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

Its obvious i'm hot, your daughters in my ash tray

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Everyone's laughs in my face, say your prayers, say your grace

Face your fate of serving in my servitude

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Got your bitch in my sheets

Put my foot in your casket

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Painting pictures with your caucus, satanic ways, venom in my blood acid in my brain

My rhymes get you lost like your in a fog

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog