This is a song about "A gun won t kill me"

To me its fun, when i kill a son

Miami nights, ain't another one

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Run away get away ye's got a gun

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

They giving pounds and that before get the money

How bout let me kill the track for a second

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

In the car with a gun,

What up girl, tell me how you been

See with a district columbia vision

Telling me that life stinks, he craves a gun;

Cause i won a grammy

They say nothings ever free

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

And i listen to common