This is a song about "Aks and shot guns"

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

Know give me a head start