This is a song about "Ammunition"

I've got infinite ammunition, a verbal expedition

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Metaphor's my ammunition reloading i'm an android, in a lyrical standpoint

If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/

My bars are a fluent fit / a confusing mix exiting my spewing lips

Step in and give a politician hot ammunition then conduct acquisitions

Full clips of ammunition on you pumpkins

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

After i stuffed you with ammunition.

You're uncool like my mother kin

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

But i ain’t mad, i’ll just use my words as my ammunition