This is a song about "Aks and shotguns"

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Lock your doors like tupac shakur, got shotguns drawn,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

And a fridge and some broccoli

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And there's little to be glad for

Know just what your worth

And their mothers and fathers

This is something different

Social conditioning and

Hit it til your make up missing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

And get it again and again