This is a song about "47"

47. and com bust into dust,

I fear no opponent

Runnin' weight like the 47 j's i scale

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

Huh, i can't interpret her

Ryan spits hot fire

And ill shatter you like glass

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Ak-47 ready to pull the trigger; cause a massacre

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

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Put em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine