Sippin on a pint right got that boy in the sight make that boy fly fly higher than the sky hit him with that switch then they boy you gon die hit him with that 12 gauge 12 page put him on a shirt that’s a crusade when he talkin imma lay him down in the shade talkin back boy gon meet my blade I wasn’t helped I am self made Mac 11 count to seven send you to heaven then you gon be sellin boy you rappin we started drillin I’m not a hero I’m more villain when it comes to bars I be killin when it come to performance I be thrilling I’m micheal Jackson in uniform I don’t wanna be what I was before shot his body he say no more that make him dead for sure