This is a song about "Your mena"

When i get my hands on nines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

Then the world ain't no trick no more

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Your on fire.. your on fire

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

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

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

And the v12, that's on various trips

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Black fours red drop head doors

Then lost my faith again

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

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