This is a song about "Alex smith"

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

Double m-g not to mention we got that

You gotta chill bitch, you're wilder than will smith

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Call me hannibal smith, but you are trying to save this disgraced face.

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen