This is a song about "A shotgun"

She acting all extra

Yup you got a lot a

Educate yourselves, of africa

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Cause ignorance is bliss

Spit a poem or a diss

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

And walk through shotgun homes filled with bullet holes,

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Gangstas as real me are uncommon, around here carrying my 12 gauge shotgun,

Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain