Armed
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Police steady watchin' me, every day they clockin' me
The police are constantly monitoring my every move and activity on a daily basis.

Red alert, armed and dangerous, I keep that Glock on me (boom, boom)
I am in a state of high alert and readiness due to potential dangers in my environment. I always carry a loaded Glock firearm with me for self-protection.

And I ain't lookin' for no trouble, I'm just lookin' out for me (nah)
I am not seeking trouble or conflict with others. My focus is on my own safety and survival.

'Cause I done did shit that niggas ain't talkin' 'bout, no rappin' beef (what?)
I have committed unspeakable acts of violence and crime that are not publicized or discussed amongst others, and they have nothing to do with any rap music disputes.

Boy, I'm talkin' tragedies, massacres, casualties (yeah, yeah, uh)
I have been involved in extremely gruesome and violent incidents that have resulted in significant loss of life and injuries.

Shit that I can't even remember, bet they remember me (yeah)
Some of the crimes that I have committed were so traumatic that I cannot recall them, but others who witnessed them will never forget the horror.

Shit that happened late in December, I bring that Winter heat
Some of my most violent and terrifying crimes were committed during the winter season, and I am always prepared to escalate violence in the cold months.

Niggas dyin' the whole October, the real Halloween (boom, boom)
During the month of October, there are multiple instances of violent deaths occurring, and it is like a real-life Halloween with people losing their lives.

Back to back funerals, it's them or us, it's him or me
There are several consecutive funerals taking place due to the violence in my environment where the situations are life or death, and it is either me or them that will survive.

Don't get booked 'cause ain't no bond money, we doin' this shit for free (nah)
I cannot afford to get arrested and go to jail because I do not have any money to pay for bail, so I must commit crimes without getting caught.

If he told then that ain't my homie, that lil' nigga weak (what? huh?)
If someone reveals secrets or confesses to a crime, they are no longer considered a friend but instead considered weak for not being able to keep their mouth shut.

If I miss, ain't goin' to sleep, I'm in the street, we play for keeps (huh? what? Boom)
If I fail to shoot someone, I cannot go to sleep because I am in constant danger, and my life is on the line. It is a game of survival, and I am playing for keeps.

2011, August 11th, R.I.P. Odee (damn)
On August 11th, 2011, Odee passed away, and we offer our condolences.

Twenty-one to forty-five, I'm like what the fuck that mean? (what?)
I am confused by the age range 21-45 and do not understand its significance or relevance to my life.

"You fightin' an armed robbery shorty, that's what they offerin'"
I was offered a plea deal for an armed robbery charge, and the prosecutor is urging me to accept it.

My lil' brother gettin' big, my uncle got that cough again
My younger sibling is growing up and becoming more mature while my uncle is still struggling with addiction.

He been smokin' crack since I was born, that monkey stalkin' him
My uncle has been addicted to smoking crack cocaine since before I was born, and the monkey on his back (addiction) is controlling him.

I used to stay up late at granny crib just to talk to him
When I was younger, I would stay up late at my grandmother's house just to have conversations with my uncle.

When I was locked up, God knocked on his door and told him walk with Him (damn)
While I was serving time in prison, my uncle had a life-changing experience where he received a spiritual visitation from God and decided to turn his life around.

Sosa started rappin' now the war goin' viral (huh? yeah, yeah)
Ever since Sosa began his rapping career, the violent conflict between our groups has become more publicized and widespread.

Boy, this bitch crackin' (what? boom)
This situation is escalating quickly and becoming very violent and chaotic.

Boy, they ass lackin' (boom)
These individuals are weak and unprepared to deal with the level of violence and danger we present.

Hit they block twice, a lot of boomin', no jammin' (boom, huh? what?)
I attacked their territory two times in quick succession with a lot of gunfire and explosions, and there were no malfunctions with my weapons.

His mama pop out like, "Oh God, damn, what happened?" (what? what?)
When I attacked and threatened this person, their mother came out and expressed shock and concern about what was happening.

This the type of shit happen, the life of a savage (boom, boom, boom)
The violent and reckless lifestyle I am living inevitably leads to dangerous and deadly situations that involve a lot of gunfire and explosions.

You ain't right, you get left, you slipped up, you ain't havin' (yeah, yeah, uh)
If you are not prepared or competent enough to survive in this violent environment, you will be left behind and will not succeed.

Not your blood, ain't your cuz, you my son, I'm your daddy (huh? huh? huh? huh? what?)
Even if we are not related by blood or family, I have a profound influence over your life and am like a father figure to you.

(You my son, I'm your daddy)
I am emphasizing my point that I am like a father figure to you and have a lot of power and influence over your life.