This is a song about "40 caliber"

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Keep the caliber ready to chop these niggas like freddy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning

I thought we had at least 40 more years of life together.

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

But i don’t mean top 40 hits