This is a song about "Ak 7"

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Get an ak and massacre you all with gold all in each coat

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

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

And if i'm down with this banging shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change

When the ak sprays like the kkk

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Plus out ak, grab that az, the kp cb nothing phase me

Everybody watching while you touching real money