This is a song about "Your"

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Or let the mob handle that

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Ice melts into rain

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

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

They think they bring that pain

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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