Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place

No thank you to all the bustas, cowards, and FAKE HOMIES who showed me the depths of jealousy, envy and greed.

Can't nobody touch me right now. Maybe next month all of this will be over. But this month I'm takin' every movin' target out.

i will live by the gun and die by the gun

I put the pistol by my head, and say a prayer. I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?

There ain't no place like paradise.

They say it's the white man I should fear, But it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here.