he was thinking bout making a move least that what the streets say n I could ve sworn the streets say his word was his bond when he see me he Gon kill me.guess he ain't make the move fast enough left him paralyzed my young shott-as made him a damn cripple crawling on the ground suffering from bullet wounds begging for his life for my young killa out them last 4 slugs in his head left him leaking blood shot eyes... chronic smoke to the brain...just to soothe the paranoia from let all the shots off to his brain... bloody scene... death trap... hazard zone... deaths way... left him slain on the one way... all over cocaine... b so much bloodshed over the coca-ina got to keep my nina... tomorrow ain't promise... that's y I stay down the ride today on my enemies with my young killas just to have a glimmer hope I can see from in them sparks from that cannon when that 40 bust his head open extend the clip with 30 for him and him... just to hopefully see tomorrow and I ain't been praying to Jesus and maybe that's what making this killer outa me ain't no way to survive having killing niggas friends tryna stop shooting get this gun up outa my hands I'm tryna stop trapping get the blow away from me so I can pray thru the blood of Jesus covering me that even if they come back and kill me while in surrender thru Jesus tryna find peace with God in my spirit at least I know no weapon formed against me shall prosper and I most I know my spirit be saved in Jesus and at least I can die as Gods son cuz Lord knows I surely lived my life as the devil's own.