This is a song about "2 pistols"

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Lotta' niggas rap about pistols but they dont kill shit

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

You packing pistols? well bitch i’m packing iraqi missiles,

It's my time, top it off with two pistols

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Defer to pistols hidden in convertibles

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz