This is a song about "21 guns"

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

But most times darling the sequel sucks

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Keep a barrage of guns ready

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

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

And my guns are directors

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

There are times when you'll need someone